such.a.shame

Even the prettiest of people have the ugliest of moments

Spent on the stairs alone

Bury me in the deepest lake and strap cinder to my feet

I'll overturn the tides as you just bury me

So once I sink low enough

All fibres start to part

Let your false words retract themselves

And the canvas fix the art

Hold your breath for steady aim

To use me as a barricade

Courtier the child's games

Eyes are glazed and filled with shame

I think that I moved on too soon

Just left here with my thoughts gripped on losing you

Dying here with open palms

Final thoughts dead in her arms

I think that I moved on too soon

Cover up and help me quit

The bruise that doesn't show

Scratched beneath the surface

So much you made a home

This bruise won't show

Caught in a steady aim

To use me like a barricade

Shoot

I think that I moved on too soon

Just left here with my thoughts

Warning shots on you

Dying here with open palm's

Final thoughts dead in her arms

I think that I moved on too soon

On too soon