It's coming, it's creeping, it's engulfing the page
This doubt and this need to write
About being headed in the wrong direction
The noise is deafening with the pain behind my eyes worsening
And the blood is draining, dripping, falling- all inside
It's forcing itself upon you, in the most charming way
Like the dancers in the strip club next door
But she'll never be ashamed of what she did,
Not as long as you cross her mind
She'll write your name in the steam on the shower door
And circle your picture in the magazines
She doesn't need another reason to walk away
Just one good one to stay gone
She kicks herself for all the mistakes she made
Her favorite one being you
When you close your eyes, I'll bet you can feel her
I'll bet you can taste her
Maybe you can even imagine her in the room
Well, honey, soak up those moments
I'm afraid that is all you will get these days
Don't hold your breath for songs in your voicemail
Or late night visits- "just to say hello"
Don't wait up long because she doesn't plan on coming back
At least not tonight
You should have kissed her goodbye when you had the chance
But now the violins are playing
And the curtain is closing and the credits are scrolling
And her hand is wavying goodbye out the car window
As she rolls it up and turns the music volume to loud
And the noise is deafening with the pain in her heart
Not nearly as bad as the thorn in her side
Which has finally been released
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