Is there such a thing as goodnight?
lay your head down and
close your eyes
and dream of lullabies
Goodnight, always goodnight. Never a kiss or even a hug! Just a misty-eyed and very quick "gudnite". Rolled eyes always followed the hasty escape.
these things aren't working right
dreams turn to nightmares
and I fight for control of my life
Those are the memories, the ones that are remembered anyways. They haunt the dreams that follow the goodnight, but can't seem to get out of dreaming.
there can't be no way to work it out
to live a life with all the hushed goodnights
no feelings, no trust, not a doubt
but living life on unfaithful lust
That's all it is, that's all it ever was. Lust for him and that's where it turned unconventional. I thought I loved him, I thought he loved me, but of course, I saw it coming. Whenever I asked him when he was coming home, when he was going to kiss me. When he was going to make love to me like he did so long ago. It was always the same answer, he was working late, he was tired from work, he was out with his mates all night for poker or the game.
I saw through you lies
I won't take your goodnights no more
Throwing you out won't be as bad as I thought
your never here anyways, it won't ruin my days
That's how I ended up single.