Sunday, April 8, 2012

I Still Feel: This Is Real

< This is NOT real; as in, a true story. >

I wish you'd take me down,
I wish you'd blot me out,
I wish you'd break me,
But you just make me,
Something real:
I still feel.
I wish you'd chained your door,
But now I'm hurting more,
I wish you'd sent me away,
'Cause this is not okay.
I wish you break me,
Instead of make me,
Something real:
I still feel.

I didn't expect that,
This wasjust an act,
I wish you'd chained your door,
That you'd told me before.
I wish you'd told me before,
You don't love me anymore.
I said that I'm okay,
But I don't want to stay.
You don't break me,
You still make me feel:
This is real.

I wish you'd told me that,
I wish I could go back,
To when we were just friends,
Here's what I'd do then:
I would take you down,
I would blot you out,
I would break you,
'Cause I don't make you something real,
'Cause you don't feel.
I wouldn't go to my door,
I don't wnat to feel anymore.
I would send you away,
Then maybe I'd be okay.
I would break you,
'Cause I don't make you feel:
This is real.

Did you feel what you wanted to,
Or did I jsut break you?
Do you ever wish I'd take you down,
That I would blot you out,
That I'd break you?
Did I ever make you,
Something real?
Did you feel?
Do you wish I'd chained my door,
Are you hurting more?
Do you wish I'd break you?
And did I make you feel?
This is real.

I wish you'd told me that,
I wish I could go back,
Just to take you down,
So I could blot you out,
So I could break you,
I wouldn't make you,
Something real.
I would chain my door,
I won't love you anymore,
I'd send you away,
I'm gonna be okay,
I would break you,
'Cause you can't make me feel;
I'm tired of being reeled in,
It won't happen again,
I won't let you make me feel:
You'd better believe this is real,
'Cause this is real,
Yeah, this is real,
This is real.
 

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