Not Anymore
My Face Hasn’t changed but I’m not him anymore
I’m out in the rain and I’m drenched to the core
I can hear you talking but it don’t break the chain
I’m listening to the words and your just in my way
There are tears in your eyes I hope they never dry
Your still don’t get it why should I even try
You say my words are twisted my eyes are black as night
But your face is pretty so don’t worry I won’t bite
I came in from the storm with the wind at my back
Its still holding me up keeping me right on track
You look distressed babe but I could care less
I’d run you down and not worry about the mess
Don’t look at me and I won’t be looking at you
If its love that you want then Faith will have to do
I looked to the sky the clouds were making hast
The day was cold but Then the light him my face
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