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my peace tea boy..
with every thump the stake drives further
with every look the plunger slowly sqeezes
my heart aches with every sentence you make
im tired of playing this game
you know
i love everything about you
you know all the ways iv'e tried
but how do you justify?
my cries for attention
my weak smiles and all the texts iv'e sent
what is it that she has
what is there left for me to do?
im done
its your turn
i will not ask for the last slow dance
not again
if you wish to share that spinning room
you can ask
as a freind
i do not expect your love
but i do expect a fair trial
to which we are all entitled
you can judge
you can reach for a lifeline
and if i am the weakest link
all i ask is to know what you think
im tired of playing
im tired of dying every time you dont reply
im tired of that flutter when your at longed last attempt reaches my ears
how long will you keep me hoping and bleeding inside
how long will you play with my mind
perhaps your not sure of the degree of my love
im not sure if my measurments are correct,
they do feel long and precise ffrom my end
and does it tug on your feelings
when you see me?
why can i pass you in the hall for so long
and one day you say hi?
does it hurt you when i dont reply?
play hard to get
is what im told
but how do i play
when my whole body seems to say
run to him
hold him tight
make it right
you know its right
i sat on the passanger side
staring into your eyes
as you laughed at the stupid things i said
they were in the back
but they were not there
all i heard was yyour laugh
and the lines on your mouth would crease at the ends
how must it feel to kiss those lips
and open my eyes with our mouths intertwined
such wonderings lead to evil things
i dont blame you for not wanting me
but boy wouldnt it be nice to see a secure answer from those perfect lips
hate me or love me
lets get this over with
