Too Good For Me
Too Good For Me
You want me to be a dancer
But my rhythm is in my speech
Always asking me for answers
When the words are out of reach
You say I've got no angel
Watching over me
She left to be a hooker
Turning tricks out in the street.
You think i should step careful
And not talk so loud
You say I'm hard to handle
I lend no comfort in a crowd
Look at you standing naked in the rain
Ya you, praying for lovers that never came.
You, you can't dream beyond your pain.
You ,you're too good for me.
I live without direction
My compass is the breeze
A mirror with no reflection
My song has no melody.
The bottle feeds my madness
My denial cures my pain.
My storm lends only thunder
Never brings the healing rain
You say I'm wild and restless
I live life for the now
My Genie granted a death wish.
I'm more than the law will allow
Look at you a toxic valentine.
You, your dozen not worth a dime.
You, your poetry always rhymes
You, you're too good for me
Time is such a skilled thief
Steals what we never know is gone
There's no future in a tea leaf
Always sacrifice your pawn
My handshake hides a clinched fist
My smile disguises my disdain
My love breeds an infection
With no cure for the disease and it's pain
You, your candle burnt out long ago
You, always doing what you're told
You, your promise bought and sold.
You, you're too good for me.
Copyright © Judge Santiago Burdon | Year Posted 2018
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