Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Fire and ice

Truthfully most nights
I sleep with my boots on
And my keys beside me
I guess more than anything
I just want to feel protected
Because I can't
remember the last
Time I did
So now I'm fighting sleep
I called you a coward
 but in reality that's me
I acted like a whore
Last night
It's my fallback
My comfort zone
Your's is being cold
I can't break your walls down baby
But I'll be here when you get back

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