Wish I could remember why it mattered to me.
It doesn't matter to me.
It doesn't matter to me anymore.
Now that you're
Feeling fine,
Ill admit that though
I know its coming down and see it shattering me
It doesn't matter to me,
And I'm not sadder for
Seeing it come.
I'm not going to run.
I will just come
When I am called.
You want to cut me off
Because I took too much,
But don't leave me alone
Take off your scarves,
Your winter coat.
The nights too cold.
When we met I should have said you're like a sister to me,
How all that kiss her just seem
Like puny suitors I can see through,
How none will do,
No not for you,
It might as well just be us two.
And when I pulled you by the jacket from the clattering street,
You started flattering me,
You started saying I was so strong.
String me along,
But I cant become
All that I'm called.
And I cant claim to know
What makes love die or grow,
But I can still take control
And so refuse to just go home,
Back down the hall.
And as I crawl,
As finally all
The false confetti blooms
Up in this attic room,
Im going make my stand.
I want to see both of your hands
Put down the phone.
I wont let you go,
Although
The moment stole
My self-control
From us all
And now it can only end
End with a fall.
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