iLoveYouWithaKnife
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- Mar 30, 2002
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I have been finding myself lately,
sitting on this computer chair
in the house I used to live at
before my 'dad' got sick of me
And well, you......
coming home, here everynight
drunk and stumbling up two flights.
In the attic we lived in
where the daylight was never seen.
And it's sad, you know
because I've called this place home
for more than 8 years.
Everything has been the same,
everything out of place
and papers and bills
whatever else fills
the kitchen table.
But lately, I've been finding
that something is missing
when I look over at the couch
and you aren't sitting there anymore
waiting to go upstairs
And crawl into bed,
into making love,
into one another's arms
where'd we find one another when we woke.
Lately, I've been thinking
that all of this is somehow going to work.
And lately,
I don't know why.
We keep saying we are going to try
But I keep seeing that same red beetle
drive down your one way street.
I think it might be coincedence,
or maybe a sign
to start looking in the other direction
or perhaps to be color blind.
Cause we know there's a few beetles in this town.
Sad though, cause I keep seeing the same one.
I am two blocks from your place
you know the one, where you are staying.
I don't live here anymore
actually a mile or two away
But something keeps me awake here
Maybe thinking you are so close.
And when I walked to my sister's house
to sleep on her couch
you are even further away
then where I started.
And I don't want to leave this place
my home as I once knew,
my sister's couch,
this fucked up town...
bags packed
and a new mixed cd
I had made for the occasion
because I'm leaving something behind
that I don't want to.
But I don't think you had any real intentions
of coming with me.
I think you were just dangling this string
to see how long the cat and mouse game
could go on.
And it didn't matter to you
as long as you had me when you wanted
and other things when I vanished.
I can't get these words out of my head
you know the ones, the ones you said
That i broke up with you
And you're the one that's moving
But WE still said that we can make this work
and your invition stands there waving.
And then at night when I leave here
and take a stroll two blocks the other way
hoping you just might be outside so i could say hey.
Instead, I see you standing there
waving her goodbye.
And i can't help but wonder
what all of this is for.
And lately, I can't seem to get you off my mind
And you say the same thing to me.
And I guess I was on your mind
The night you kissed her apparently
because you told her i can't do this, i'm still in love with JEN
But are you still in love with JEN
when she is over cleaning your apartment.
By the way, who the fuck does that?
Are you still in love with Jen when you are with her.
Do you notice the things she does
that I don't do the same.
My little kisses to your neck, the little quirky games.
The way I look at you
and wonder how you captured all the fucking beauty
in the world,
into your little tiny body.
Does she look at you that way?
Like are you are absoulely perfect,
the way I always saw you.
And if you can honestly answer me
YES
Then I wish you the best of luck.
with her, or someone else if that doesn't work.
The next 20 or 10...
but just remember, you recited those words
i'm still in love with jen.
You have a chance now to make those words
still stick in the presence
before it gets all fucked up again
and those words just go to history
As another girl you once used to love.
sitting on this computer chair
in the house I used to live at
before my 'dad' got sick of me
And well, you......
coming home, here everynight
drunk and stumbling up two flights.
In the attic we lived in
where the daylight was never seen.
And it's sad, you know
because I've called this place home
for more than 8 years.
Everything has been the same,
everything out of place
and papers and bills
whatever else fills
the kitchen table.
But lately, I've been finding
that something is missing
when I look over at the couch
and you aren't sitting there anymore
waiting to go upstairs
And crawl into bed,
into making love,
into one another's arms
where'd we find one another when we woke.
Lately, I've been thinking
that all of this is somehow going to work.
And lately,
I don't know why.
We keep saying we are going to try
But I keep seeing that same red beetle
drive down your one way street.
I think it might be coincedence,
or maybe a sign
to start looking in the other direction
or perhaps to be color blind.
Cause we know there's a few beetles in this town.
Sad though, cause I keep seeing the same one.
I am two blocks from your place
you know the one, where you are staying.
I don't live here anymore
actually a mile or two away
But something keeps me awake here
Maybe thinking you are so close.
And when I walked to my sister's house
to sleep on her couch
you are even further away
then where I started.
And I don't want to leave this place
my home as I once knew,
my sister's couch,
this fucked up town...
bags packed
and a new mixed cd
I had made for the occasion
because I'm leaving something behind
that I don't want to.
But I don't think you had any real intentions
of coming with me.
I think you were just dangling this string
to see how long the cat and mouse game
could go on.
And it didn't matter to you
as long as you had me when you wanted
and other things when I vanished.
I can't get these words out of my head
you know the ones, the ones you said
That i broke up with you
And you're the one that's moving
But WE still said that we can make this work
and your invition stands there waving.
And then at night when I leave here
and take a stroll two blocks the other way
hoping you just might be outside so i could say hey.
Instead, I see you standing there
waving her goodbye.
And i can't help but wonder
what all of this is for.
And lately, I can't seem to get you off my mind
And you say the same thing to me.
And I guess I was on your mind
The night you kissed her apparently
because you told her i can't do this, i'm still in love with JEN
But are you still in love with JEN
when she is over cleaning your apartment.
By the way, who the fuck does that?
Are you still in love with Jen when you are with her.
Do you notice the things she does
that I don't do the same.
My little kisses to your neck, the little quirky games.
The way I look at you
and wonder how you captured all the fucking beauty
in the world,
into your little tiny body.
Does she look at you that way?
Like are you are absoulely perfect,
the way I always saw you.
And if you can honestly answer me
YES
Then I wish you the best of luck.
with her, or someone else if that doesn't work.
The next 20 or 10...
but just remember, you recited those words
i'm still in love with jen.
You have a chance now to make those words
still stick in the presence
before it gets all fucked up again
and those words just go to history
As another girl you once used to love.
