Yeah, don't ask
Happy Holiday
7-4-06
your self-destructive behaviour
is trying my patience.
My chest tightened
on the eve of our parting
and I wondered to myself
(inbetween my stolen looks
and silent arguments)
was this what it feels like
when your heart hurts?
or is it the sulfur in my lungs?
You're a little Firecracker,
aren't you?
lighting up and blazing off
flying into the distance.
you're a little Firecraker,
aren't you?
shooting off and
exploding-
a wonder to the eyes.
The question,
Begged by my eyes-
is it for the taste
or for the feeling?
because if it's the feeling you want
I'm sure I can match it
I contemplated offering you everything
I thought of bargaining
bartering my love for your hate.
your self-demolition
is pushing me away.
You're a little Firecracker,
aren't you?
lighting up and blazing off
flying into the distance.
you're a little Firecraker,
aren't you?
shooting off and
exploding
a wonder to the eyes.
And when you left
the words "I love you" seemed cheap
-a way to leave on good terms-
what terms are these?
you killing yourself
and not listening to me.
I cried for you tonight
after I said "I love you too"
because I don't want a call tonight
about someone's wreck
(that someone is you).
You're a little Firecracker,
aren't you?
lighting up and blazing off
flying into the distance.
You're a little Firecraker,
aren't you?
shooting off and
exploding
a bombshell in the sky.
Left only with my worry
and chewing on my nails
I wonder again if you're worth it
(the tears in my pillows
the bruises on my arms?)
then I have to ask myself
Is it worth it when
you see me turn away from you?
do you worry about us
worry about me
do you even think to?