Bury Your Fucking Secrets


Reddish Blue & Déjà Vu
November 2, 2007, 6:47 am
Filed under: Bittersweet, Good Writing, Love, Non-Fiction

It’s 1 AM
You’ve gone away
I shouldn’t care
It’s too cliché

I’m waiting for you
Planning my next move

Why did you do it?
You broke a rule
Now I can’t help
But think about you

It was innocent
How did it turn into this?

Help me think things through
If you love me then I love you
Help me think things through

Put your mind away
I’ll toss mine in the gutter
Let’s speak of simple things
As if we were together

It’s out of hand
Prepare for crash-land

Do you deceive?
Et tu, my friend?
Don’t lead me on
You’ll meet your end

(I’m not so strong
But please do play along)

Help me think things through
If you love me then I love you
Help me think things through

And though you’re hers
And I am his
I hope no pain
Shall come of this

It only hurts
‘Cause I didn’t tell you first

And so I know
I’ll remember a time
When you cared about me
And I wished you were mine

Help me think things through
If you love me then I love you
Help me think things through
Reddish blue and déjà vu
Help me think things through


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