Call me your best friend
'til another comes along
Someone closer to perfection,
one who sings a sweeter song
Say you'll walk the distance
'til the road seems way too far
Take the path of least resistance
and burn the mark
of a fairweather lover on my heart
There is no other word
Reserved for this crime
You turned and walked away
When all I needed was time
Perhaps you've forgotten
All those nights you'd bear your soul
I'll take your secrets to the coffin
Your wayward heart will shine like gold
I'll become a faded footnote
A relic from your sordid past
If serpent whispers were our downfall
We were never meant to last
There is no other word
Reserved for this crime
You severed ties unscathed
When all I needed was time
There is no other word
Reserved for this crime
You turned and walked away
When all I needed was time
Es tu Brute? by Joshua Alan Blodgett is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 United States License.
Based on a work at verboseprose86.blogspot.com.
