Pianos Become The Teeth

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On Tuesday I got the call,
that damn phone call I’d been bracing for
all week.
No, don’t say it. No, don’t say it.
No, don’t say it.
I watched her crawl in bed with you,
I watched her wet your lips and couldn’t
do a God damned thing,
I watched you shake, I watched our hearts break,
I couldn’t wrap my fingers around your spine,
and shake it loose from the bone,
I couldn’t fight against the loss,

I never set fire to your bed,
I never burnt the bed sores,
I never ate the flame,
or drank the sweat,
but if it burns me up I won’t char
half as much as I’ll keep warm.

Life goes on, because it has to,
these things, they never leave,
they stay with you,
the smell of the viewing,
your friends singing your praises,
the flower boot that never bloomed
until we lost you,
the first Christmas we suffered through,
we suffered through

room 211,
kissing your head,
the last look into your eyes,
not having the words
to say thank you,
say goodbye.
goodbye

kissing your head,
the last look into your eyes,
not having the words
not having the words
to say goodbye

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catiev On Oct 26, 2011

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I'll Be Damned

Good Times

On Tuesday I got the call, 
that damn phone call I’d been bracing for
all week. 
No, don’t say it. No, don’t say it. 
No, don’t say it. 
I watched her crawl in bed with you, 
I watched her wet your lips and couldn’t 
do a God damned thing, 
I watched you shake, I watched our hearts break, 
I couldn’t wrap my fingers around your spine,
 and shake it loose from the bone, 
I couldn’t fight against the loss,

I never set fire to your bed, 
I never burnt the bed sores, 
I never ate the flame, 
or drank the sweat, 
but if it burns me up I won’t char 
half as much as I’ll keep warm.

Life goes on, because it has to, 
these things, they never leave, 
they stay with you, 
the smell of the viewing, 
your friends singing your praises, 
the flower boot that never bloomed 
until we lost you, 
the first Christmas we suffered through,
we suffered through

room 211, 
kissing your head, 
the last look into your eyes, 
not having the words 
to say thank you, 
say goodbye.
goodbye

kissing your head, 
the last look into your eyes, 
not having the words 
not having the words
to say goodbye

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Bryan Boru

2012-12-11 07:29:36

catiev

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2011-10-26 02:46:40

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