You told me you loved me,
but your eyes were empty.
You told me you loved me,
but you were staring across the room.
You told me you loved me,
but your voice gave in.
You told me you loved me,
but you just didn鈥檛.
I told you I loved you,
and I looked into your eyes.
You knew it, I knew it,
At least one of them was true.
I was your cigarette
and you were my lighter.
You lit me up and burned me.
The touch of your spark
made me feel so alive.
With each breath and blow,
you would take a piece of me with you
and let it go
just as fast as you consumed me.
I would relax you and calm you down.
But I was fading away. I was deteriorating.
My ashes were becoming one
with the rubble beneath your feet.
And after you鈥檝e finished me off,
there was nothing left of me.
You threw me away.
I wasn鈥檛 special.
I wasn鈥檛 unique.
I was just your escape.
I was the nicotine you needed.
My heart skipped a beat
when you said my name.
My heart did a tumble
when you felt the same.
My heart sank a little
when I knew what you had done.
My heart died completely
when I found out you were gone.
To love is to sacrifice.
To care is to give way.
I was once knew a man,
who felt the same way.
He loved and he cared
and he did so much more.
But the last time I saw him
he walked out the door.
I guess to love is to try
and to care is to understand.
Now I know the reason why
he never held my hand.
To him,
To love is a second
and to care is a minute.
I鈥檓 glad I know why
we weren鈥檛 a perfect fit.
My eyes were for you
but your eyes were for another.
You were staring across the room
gazing at each other.
From that moment on
my heart was hard as stone.
You made me realize
that I was meant to be alone.
I鈥檓 wandering through the streets,
the city lights blinding me.
I stumble from bar to bar
drinking the pain away.
But now, I鈥檓 lost
and I don鈥檛 know where to go.
So now I walk towards
the only place I know.
Remember the cliff
we used to dive?
Remember the water
that made us feel so alive?
Remember the salt,
the sea and the sand?
Remember the way
you used to hold my hand?
Why are we so afraid
to fall in love?
Is it the hurt, the heartbreak,
or not being enough?
Why are we so afraid
to even try?
To take a risk, to jump
to soar, to fly?
But in this lifetime
I can鈥檛 seem to say
I鈥檒l find someone for me,
I鈥檒l find someone who鈥檒l stay
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