The Breakdown
Sure I’ll play along
I’ll crawl into this bed of lies
Tell me, am I wrong?
Okay I won’t question you
I’ll dance with the enemy
Tell me, what can I do?
I guess you are right
I’ll put my faith in a hopeless cause
Tell me, who are you tonight?
I cannot do this anymore
I won’t let you tear me up
Tell me, are your finger sore?
No I won’t just let it go
I can’t forget what you’ve done
Tell me, when did you get so low?
Please remember this while you’re laying in your bed
That beautiful thoughts of you used to race through my head
But, from here on out I’ll think of you as merely dead.
Copyright © Brea Pond | Year Posted 2017
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