How To Sit With Me

It's hard to breathe when you can't feel your feet 

It's easy to see when you're as close to it as me 

When your lungs are filled with water, 

and you start breakin' down, 

Then you can come talk to me 

That's when you can talk to me 

But until your skin begins to burn, 

and your heart begins to yern, 

just turn around, just turn around 

Reach deep inside until you feel that pain in your gut 

Give it a twist and try to walk a line as your mind's in a rut 

Try to smile as someone passes you bye. 

If you can say you're fine without breakin' down, 

Then you can come talk to me 

That's when it's fine by me 

But until your skin begins to burn, 

and your heart begins to yern, 

When your left beggin for more 

and you're breakin' down and feelin' ground.... 

Don't even talk to me 

Don't you dare acknowledge me 

Don't you sit next to me 

Until you're as weak as you can be
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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