if i knew then what i know now, nothing would've changed

it's a poem about a relationship i had that was basically one night stands strung together. he's visiting me tonight. i'm frightened for my life.

said, "just hit the lights before you go.

don't make a sound, a whisper, when you leave.

don't want the mess you leave to be the first thing i see

when i wake up; this empty bed is all i need to know."

 

this house is a wreck, just like my mind.

so be cautious with every step you make.

'cause one wrong move is the last move you take.

 

so what if this house no longer feels like home?

it hasn't felt that way for quite some time, i say.

that's why i want you gone before the break of day;

it's easier to feel more alone when you're gone.

 

he's sick of calling cabs, thinks he should stay.

says, 3 a.m is a little low on buses and trains.

if he stays, swears there's so much to gain.

"just hit the lights before you go." i say.