Thursday, March 11, 2010

Only when we want is not

A compromise

I'll be pouring tears

Into your drying eyes

Friends, lovers, or nothing

There can only be one

Friends, lovers, or nothing

We'll never be an in-between

So give it up

You whisper "Come on over"

Cause your two drinks in

But in the morning I will say

Good-bye again

Think we'll never fall into

The jealous game

The streets will flood

With blood of those who felt the same