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May 09, 2005 21:54

Is this more than you bargained for yet
Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet
Wishing to be the friction in your jeans
Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song



maybe its the glasses that make them stare.
maybe its the glances he got from across the hall,
the ones that make you cry yourself to sleep.
you cant escape the whispers,
but you cant understand the lies.
maybe it was the waves he never got
or the date that stood him up.
teenage heartache can be so revealing...
but so can i.
maybe it was the nights the neighbors spent
watching horror films when all he had to do
was walk downstairs.
maybe it was the black suit that made
his mothers eyes closing for the last time
a little more expensive.
maybe its the bruises he got from falling,
yeah.. right, falling
or the scars he hid so well.

maybe we could have seen it coming
but at least he got it right this time.

maybe its the papers on the desk
that make them stare at him now.
maybe its his new metal bracelets
that dont shine; they hold their own.
maybe its the words "beaten" and "brutal."
maybe they forgot to notice
he was a victim too.
maybe it was a corrupt society.
maybe america failed.
maybe it was his lack of adolescence
but at least he can lay his head at night
without fear.

maybe we could have seen it coming
but at least he got it right this time.

blame it on the family.
blame it on tv.
blame it on the music.
blame it on the lies.
blame it on whatever fits,
but when you look into his eyes
dont blame it on him.
he was lost from the start.

<3
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