well-worn white carpet ties me to the ground
while the stones of his words are being thrown around
he, the former lover of my current light
words of acid eat her heart in the night
Despite her knight who calls forth her name
the former lover continues his game
If it were an option I'd siphon her pain
Leech out all memory of him from her brain
Bleed him right out til the last drop is gone
So she can be happy by the upcoming dawn
Deep down she must think that she is at fault
She has been building up higher her internal walls
She won't let another pass without reason
She grows on me more with each day of each season
I wait for the day when I can hold her again
I'll give her eskimo kisses while holding her hand
Together we can both travel the land
If I get the chance to be proud as her man
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