Deep in the wreck
Splinted smiles and barbed wire glances,
One more to the list of failed romances,
All the while thinking:
I'm sure he meant well,
But the record goes on skipping,
(It's my personal Hell).
You're blind crying,
And I'm deep in the wreck,
And I'm done trying,
But the choir won't forget.
The scars are painted,
But oh, if looks could kill,
Another blow: going dutch on the bill,
You're the still-frame shot,
And I'm lead-tongued,
Still, there's a fork in the road,
(And either way is wrong).
You're blind crying,
And I'm deep in the wreck,
And I'm done trying,
But the choir won't forget.
Star-gazing and black tea in the night,
It is sad how our flaws came out under the lights,
All the while lying:
"We're not over yet",
I'm filled with remorse,
But you're the lie I can't forget.
You're blind crying,
And I'm deep in the wreck,
And I'm done trying,
But you're still my best regret.
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