The thing you seek
Has been inside me
From the moment we touched, the day that we met
That for which you long
Could be so strong
If a true, open chance you would give it
There’s always time
You’re still my rhymes
You’ll always, in my heart, have your place
But how much time
Until you realize
Woman, this whole time It’s been in your fucking face…
You know, women complain
about wanting a man
that loves them and cares, eternally
But that’s all bullshit
Cause I’m still all of it
And stay ignored, heart open to bleed
The lies and facades
I’ll swallow, though broad
Just cause I know, this may be for the best
But let a pretty, smart girl
Kickstart my world
You’ll feel in your heart what we sprung put to rest
If you would be honest, I would not feel this way
Because maybe, with me, you don’t feel the same.
But all you would have to do is express.
And I’d understand and clean this whole mess.
Look at the weight from my heart you could lift.
If words, good or bad, you could transmit.
Do you think time would speak for itself?
Have you no thoughts of what feels someone else?
It’s easy, just say what you have to say.
Know by tonight, I’ll be OK.
I thought what we had was all that you said.
But I guess those were words, and your word has been dead.
