Seven Days

I wish I could make my mind go slow
Find the piece that would make us whole
I feel it as it folds
The future doesn't hold
To put aside what we both know
Won't heal the past
Maybe my choice is better made fast

(Better off without)
I hear my conscious tell me know
I see no other way to go
Matches lit down to the nail
Line my cards up all to fail

Push me, rip me, reveal to me
No pain just blame, the truth I need
A promise, a barter, what's the use
How we've been reduced
Light it up, make it fast
Maybe what I touch ain't meant to last

You look to me for an excuse
But I have zero to produce
Matches lit down to the nail
Line my cards up all to fail

Words trip as they slip through my lips
These lies I must shed as clothes before bed
I wake and can't shake my mistakes
These lies I must shed as clothes before bed
Seven long days dear I waited frustrated
Each action debated plain stated you're guiltless
Can't redress or repress what we must admit

I play this game without deceit
And in the end who did I cheat?
Matches lit down to the nail
Line my cards up all to fail



Credits
Writer(s): Maura Jacob
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