I'll explode my words on to your canvass My love is the bomb You love to paint Paint with what's left of me The shreds clump To remind you of what I was Stroke a beautiful scene Dip your brush in the obscene My voice avoids your ear My words sneak past My efforts fall short You don't see me You see only what you wish I hand you the knife Only to see you smile Wipe the blade clean Now watch me fall I'll bleed out And smile for you As long as you stare With those beautiful browns But your mind is somewhere else I'm just a casualty Caught in the fire of your love
It sounds something like a typically love story almost. This man is trying to get the attention of the one he loves. But fails. I feel like he is trying to get this woman to do something she's not supposed to, but she is calmly fighting back. Loved it!
hmmm... and if we only were capable of fully leaving things were they are. perhaps that is the way things are meant to be. well written. one always seems to give more than the other.
It sounds something like a typically love story almost. This man is trying to get the attention of the one he loves. But fails. I feel like he is trying to get this woman to do something she's not supposed to, but she is calmly fighting back. Loved it!