Monday, January 07, 2008

Ex Privileges

You don't have to do a damn thing--
All of a sudden, you're my king.
When you're around I fall apart,
Hopelessly ready for a start...

Something in you gets me by,
There is no love and yet I try
To see myself with different eyes,
'cause you're the hunter of my lies.

Your arms don't touch, your eyes don't speak,
Yet I am touched and feel so meek
That I can't help but think of you
As highly as my feelings grew.

It's silly how I let myself
Be played and tossed, you cruel elf.
Just let me be your ex tonight,
Tell me I'm wrong and you are right.

Game over before it's begun,
You've got me good with your stun gun.
What do you have that I do not,
What am I doing in your plot?

I find myself being with you
And I grow up, but younger too.
Back from the dead, I come alive
With every second you survive.