Odds


Turning my back on a friendly reminder,
Forgetting what you meant.
But maybe I知 just getting clarification,
And what it means to be absent.
I never did you wrong,
Until the day I felt unsure.
Maybe I lied to myself and you,
When I said I want no more.

Taking back the odds of the obvious,
Making it all come true.
Hating yourself a million miles
For acting out for you.
Maybe I値l come back a little less sorry,
Maybe I値l come back cold.
But for what was our time and place,
No lies were ever told.

Turning my back on the truths I held,
On what I thought I could be,
Living a lie to save my neck,
For no better reason than me.
Biting the bullet in an act of honesty,
Coming clean never so hard.
Like a fool I thought of nothing,
Except how to hold your cards.

Taking back the odds of the obvious,
Making it all come true.
Finding yourself away from home,
To prove something else to you.
Maybe I値l come back a little less painful,
Maybe I値l come back gone.
For all the times I said I loved you,
I meant it all along.

Turning my back on my only hope,
But you know I知 too optimistic.
Seeing a light from another lantern,
I値l try not to be sadistic.
I値l keep your line alive and well,
We値l always have our place.
I know nobody did it better,
I can see it in your face.

Taking back the odds of the obvious,
Making it all come true.
Counting the days till I know your heart,
And whether I値l still know you.
Maybe I値l come back a little less fucked up,
Maybe I値l come back right.
Whatever the case I値l be there for you,
And get you through the night.

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