I stand here at the edge,
You must login to vote
with your finger clutching the trigger.
I want to show you how much I cared.
I gave up,
I gave you the world
and you just wanted more.
I said there was nothing left, but
you truly said there is the stars and moon.
I guess there is something left,
but what else am I supposed to do?
I guess you can't stop this bleeding,
the heart that's organ that hides the truth.
I celebrate what we've done,
but now it's truly not worth it.
I remember the getaways to places unmentionable,
and those stupid jokes we had and yet,
those were ours and you threw it away on us.
I want to strive for those moments again.
From rolling in the grass that's got more green then envy.