| Promise me
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| Nothing that you said was a hyperbole
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| All the shit you said about loving me
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| Everyday for eighteen months
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| Just say it’s true
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| I’m sorry
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| It’s just another product of anxiety
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| Bringing me to moments where I can’t sleep
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| I lie awake and think about the worst things possible
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| I know that I
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| Want to be
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| By your side
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| But it’s so hard
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| When we’re not
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| In the same
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| State of mind
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| Tear down the walls that you build up inside
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| Do you know what I’m about to tell you?
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| I miss all the days that we would spend
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| Eating candy, watching TV in the bed
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| Back when I was happy
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| I was cool, wasn’t tortured
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| By this thing inside my head
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| I felt ther was purpose in my life
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| When I could b who I wanted all the time
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| Now I sit in silence
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| Wishing that I could hear you say my name
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| Once more for the books, just one time
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| Being locked up in the back part of my mind
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| Maybe I wouldn’t feel what I used to feel
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| When I’m staring deep in the ocean of your eyes
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| These days I’m afraid of everything
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| I’m afraid that everything may never change
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| So I lay down on the floor
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| And think about you and how you say my name
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| How you say my name! |