In the police station you let blood drip down
your wrists, yet you insist. Eyes swolen shut, you
wont shut up, I wont put up.
When they arrested you, a stunning dress you
wore. . .That stunt you pulled inside the store.
I pulled you in and then you stabbed me with
a shiv.
I needed to be more of me with less of you.
I couldn't stand that part of me that would
pull through. I needed you.
That site was one to be revered. You chased
me 'round while others cheered. And then
that look inside your eyes...Distrust, and total
clarity.
Then Wednesday, you called me on the phone.
You said that we needed to talk alone. We
couldn't express things as they were. The other
night I said I needed to be more of me and
less of you. I couldn't stand a part of me that
would pull through I needed you.
Couldn't replace a part of me that fell apart
inside of you. You know I need to see more life
We couldn't make amends or bend. It all
depends upon your lense. I guess that's how
it's gonna be. I need you to be more like me.
I needed to be more of me with less of you.
I couldn't stand that part of me that would
pull through. I needed you.
You.