First ring.
Second ring.
Third now, stop that damn bell tower of a telephone
Insignificant as they may be
Erasable memories they’ll remain
In my diary

Apologies are so last year
So states the magazines
Carry me on to the fourth ring
Because my legs are so tired now
I’ve brought myself so far on my own
Or else I’m gone like sand through the open hand

Sorrows of infinite do you offer
You didn’t mean it all, you state so confidently
Well memories do fade and memories do sharpen
And in this case
It’s the latter

So pack up your bags and your harsh words
Put them away with mothballs for next winter’s play
Complete with your steel armor and your blades of hate
Damaging me, but yet I marvel in oblivious wonder at the beauty of it all
Until the numbness in my eyes has faded
And the blinding pain become real
And my fluids begin to soak my wedding dress

The blood kisses your tuxedo
Like strawberries clinging to you
Although the world just can’t see
Someone is pushing me forward
The alter leers like mist in the cemetery
It’s glossy wood gathering snow
Let it be doused in red
Now this last “I do” is like the star of the black Christmas tree
Finishing my holidays now

I won’t say and you can’t make me
I thought I told you to leave
You’ve made a huge impact in my life
A crater like none other before
But I didn’t say it was good.

I won’t say it and you can’t make me
So get out of my life now
If you’re just embarrassed
As the blind eyes watch you with those scared eyes
And in anger do they throw daggers
Well this is my life, not theirs

You can keep the flowers
Let them wilt and die, hopefully you soon to follow.
I’ll walk away, your last memory of me being my lips scratching your face
Now I’m on my way home.


whoooo, okay, that might be a tad confusing! just think of it, as after
someone has been cheated on or something, and then fast forwarding to them
marrying the same person.
hmm.
 
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