Counting Cars We Didn't Ride
I hear the violins playing a symphony I wrote about what hurts
I keep running towards the things we can still divide
I need to make myself clear when it comes to usI wish you were at my door, in the pouring rain
I wouldn't open up, but my heart wouldn't break
Cause I'd know that you were there, asking me to hold my handGet along with the ghosts that round my house
They're the only ones who won't laugh if I fall
These big clocks went forward, time's ticking now
All you had to do was one short phone callHalf lighted candles blow, felt like loading a machine gun
We were ready to run, but you didn't know
I knew it from the first time, you weren't worth dying for
We both would switch sides, but which one of us would run away first?
I told you I wasn't just another one
Counting cars we didn't ride, you jumped before we crash down
You told me you didn't dive to play a game
Counting cars we didn't ride in the dark, cause i broke our lanterns
A gunshot broke the castles I made
Did you think I wouldn't believe all the things you said?
You told me I'd be happy, but what does it mean, if my mind became a rainy day?
Don't you think I deserve redemption for my mistakes?Yes, there's something I wanna talk about
I know it's time to press you against a wall
I avoided this inescapable conversation
'Cause I know that you hate confrontationsOld fake friends hurt less than a new enemy
I wish I could hate you, but I can't even blame you
You're the biggest trouble I ever took responsibility for
So young, alive and beautiful, but also, so fucked up
I told you I wasn't just another one
Counting cars we didn't ride, you jumped before we crash down
You told me you didn't dive to play a game
Counting cars we didn't ride in the dark, cause i broke our lanterns
You knew which one of us would be the first to leave
But you perfectly could have warned me
Then I wouldn't hold on so strong to it
And I wouldn't be so surprised about having stitches
I told you I wasn't just another one
Counting cars we didn't ride, you jumped before we crash down
You told me you didn't dive to play a game
Counting cars we didn't ride in the dark, cause i broke our lanterns
Get along with the ghosts that round my house
They are the only ones who won't laugh if I fall
These big clocks went forward, time's ticking now
All you had to do was one short phone call
YOU ARE READING
red
Poetryi went through heaven and hell experiencing love, war, lies, hate, heartbreaks and recovery. every change, wound or memory has its meaning, and "red" explains this, in the most tragic way i could ever fit my words in.