Sunday, April 8, 2018

It's Too Late

I pretend I'm smarter than I've been
You smile and always come through
I don't know if I can ever let you in
There's nothing left for you to do

My life's coming down like a molotov
You say there's a better way
I'm headstrong and brush it off
There's nothing left for you to say

I've only shown you my worst
You never thought to stray
My best came out perversed
There's nothing left to make you stay

I keep repeating the same promise
You're disappointment strikes true
I swear through breath of vodka tonics
But there's nothing left for you

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