here's a picture, and the paints running
careless and thoughtlessly thrown into an art

what would you like of me
how do you want me to be
battered and bruised, a feeling of misuse

you say swim beneath,
your scattered sentences the words and thoughts you've taken from me

here, write me a novel
tell me a story of how two opposites fall way to deep in love
tell me a tale of the positive aspects of life,
use the words you know bring me down
a little more hand and foot on the ground,

take another night,
for us to stumble around in the dark
looking for a shooting star
finding more to disagree apon
is this good for you
is this the rise of fall
of a sudden love

so lie me down, im your open offer
because when you come back i'll still be there
in the same position with the same open mind, same thoughts
the ones where you crawl in and tear my soul out

so the portraits half painted
and with a dozen more smiles it could be completed
or with one more pull we could tear it down

so duck down, make yourself unnoticeable
i know the feeling,
your afraid to be seen, afraid of more than this life,
you don't think for yourself, he's taken that from you

i've lost all self control
afraid of what you'll think
you tell me again and again
this is just your joke
he says, walk at my pace
reach for my hand
satisfy my need, believe my lies

and on another day,
we'll consider your needs,
all the things thats stressing you
all the tears you cry when we're making love,
everytime you shake when we hug,
 
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