We lived for our shadowed shade, Living on our line was a thing of trade. We didn't see you were a little bit darker, And it left a permanent scar, like a dark shade marker. Maybe if we saw your dark shade, We'd sing a little lighter shade tomorrow. A shade so dark it resembled black, That slipped into your vanes like a top shelf cognac. It made life a fight with a heavy weight, Cornered in, by a breath taking blow that screams checkmate. That final blow pushed you over the ledge, Holding on, white knuckles on the edge. You pray for a peaceful descend, Anxious for your pain to end. My first everything without you was hard, Past unsaids surface like a Katina graveyard. An ever slow burn in the making, Ten years of pain in a wave that's overtaking. You always said to hold on for the golden lining, But here i sit, mental state declining. Because the day that you went away, Was when your gold tarnished to grey.
Every reach brings me pain, That hits like a category five hurricane. I hate that this want has become and need, And of it I pray to be freed. The tremors are like hand-size earthquakes, This irritability is more then I can take. As smooth as a top shelf cognac, I'm becoming a slow burn insomniac. Over the every night sweats, Like outdated video cassettes. The fear of leaving almost brought me to submission, But my now wiser heart brings me to break tradition. Was once shadowed by your high that's deceiving, Trying to hide from a heart that was grieving. I don't want to lean on you anymore, The internal struggles have been another world war. But i'm ready to let you go, And restart with a sunrise rooster crow
Here's to the one who thought they could push me around,
Here's to the one who tried to kick me when I was down.
Here's to the one that saw an oyster without a pearl,
Here's to the one who looked past a woman and straight to a little girl.
Here's to the one that caused me pain,
Here's to the one that left me out in the rain.
Here's to you,
And to how you left my heart black and blue.
Here's to you,
And the rough waters you forced to wade through.
Here's to you,
And for forcing me to do what I never thought I could do.
Here's to you,
And to letting me thank God I walked away from you.
As darkness begins to fall,
Everything feels so small.
The comfort of your soft light
Is replaced with paralyzing fright.
I reach for you.
Searching for something comforting and true,
The emptiness makes my heart race;
Your heat is something i cannot replace.
I'm frozen
Cold inside like winter's strongest frost,
Without you I'm so lost.
Dark days seem to never end,
Heart and soul broken past the point of mend.
The sound of 1,000 violins crashing down
And ripples of tears weighing me to drown,
Are the unforgiving sounds of defeat;
And everyday without you is the soundtrack on repeat.
With a pain that could kill the moonlight
Happiness is
Mt. Dew overloads and 4 am video games,
it's a pizza party that will never be the same.
The smell of gun powder and a shredded plastic container,
its learning it's not the gun to fear, but the person behind the trigger.
Listening when no one else will,
it's eating way to much candy, even after you've had your fill.
Always knowing the right thing to say,
its gnarly surfer lingo from the 70's that never goes away.
A gravy that Christmas just couldn't be without,
it's giving you faith when all you feel is doubt.
Standing tall and never flinching when times get hard,
it's being picky about how you mow the yard.
Finding a way to make everything fu
We lived for our shadowed shade, Living on our line was a thing of trade. We didn't see you were a little bit darker, And it left a permanent scar, like a dark shade marker. Maybe if we saw your dark shade, We'd sing a little lighter shade tomorrow. A shade so dark it resembled black, That slipped into your vanes like a top shelf cognac. It made life a fight with a heavy weight, Cornered in, by a breath taking blow that screams checkmate. That final blow pushed you over the ledge, Holding on, white knuckles on the edge. You pray for a peaceful descend, Anxious for your pain to end. My first everything without you was hard, Past unsaids surface like a Katina graveyard. An ever slow burn in the making, Ten years of pain in a wave that's overtaking. You always said to hold on for the golden lining, But here i sit, mental state declining. Because the day that you went away, Was when your gold tarnished to grey.
Every reach brings me pain, That hits like a category five hurricane. I hate that this want has become and need, And of it I pray to be freed. The tremors are like hand-size earthquakes, This irritability is more then I can take. As smooth as a top shelf cognac, I'm becoming a slow burn insomniac. Over the every night sweats, Like outdated video cassettes. The fear of leaving almost brought me to submission, But my now wiser heart brings me to break tradition. Was once shadowed by your high that's deceiving, Trying to hide from a heart that was grieving. I don't want to lean on you anymore, The internal struggles have been another world war. But i'm ready to let you go, And restart with a sunrise rooster crow
Here's to the one who thought they could push me around,
Here's to the one who tried to kick me when I was down.
Here's to the one that saw an oyster without a pearl,
Here's to the one who looked past a woman and straight to a little girl.
Here's to the one that caused me pain,
Here's to the one that left me out in the rain.
Here's to you,
And to how you left my heart black and blue.
Here's to you,
And the rough waters you forced to wade through.
Here's to you,
And for forcing me to do what I never thought I could do.
Here's to you,
And to letting me thank God I walked away from you.
As darkness begins to fall,
Everything feels so small.
The comfort of your soft light
Is replaced with paralyzing fright.
I reach for you.
Searching for something comforting and true,
The emptiness makes my heart race;
Your heat is something i cannot replace.
I'm frozen
Cold inside like winter's strongest frost,
Without you I'm so lost.
Dark days seem to never end,
Heart and soul broken past the point of mend.
The sound of 1,000 violins crashing down
And ripples of tears weighing me to drown,
Are the unforgiving sounds of defeat;
And everyday without you is the soundtrack on repeat.
With a pain that could kill the moonlight
Happiness is