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Kaydi Chou
6 Mar 2005
If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand. [Kill me with whatever you've got to give. So long as I die by you, it'll be okay.]
I hope you find out what you want. [Because it's sure not me.]
I already know what I am. [Left and alone, discarded and transfixed.]
And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again. [It'll be death by your hand.]
And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am. [With so many unspoken words, untyped lines, and hidden hints left for me to find in your tone.]
I'll grow old and start acting my age. [Too old for anyone, even myself. I'll be so old that the mountains will seem young and the redwood trees saplings.]
I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate. [So just hate me and make things easier.]
A crown of gold. [What I placed upon you.]
A heart that's harder than stone. [What you broke]
And it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone. [You always miss things after they're gone.]
Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. [I know I'm not. Broken hearts don't mend by sonnets.]
I'm glad that you can forgive. [I'm glad that I can forgive.]
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget. [Don't forget me.]
If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of the state. [Far away where you won't be able to find me...]
You can keep to yourself. [Where I can melt into the city...]
I'll keep out of your way. [And just disappear.]
And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down. [I'll clean each one with tears of pain.]
Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out. [That way it'll be easier for you to forget.]
It's cold as a tomb, and it's dark in your room, when I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds. [You always hurt the ones you love.]
So call it quits or get a grip. [Call it quiets.]
Say you wanted a solution. [Everyone wants a solution.]
You just wanted to be missed. [I just wanted to be missed.]
Call me a safe bet. [Never.]
I'm betting I'm not. [I'm betting I'm not.]
I'm glad that you can forgive. [Forgive.]
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget... [me.]
You are calm and reposed. [Tall and proud.]
Let your beauty unfold. [Like waves of red and gold]
Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones. [You were always so pale...]
Spring keeps you ever close. [Life.]
You are second hand smoke. [I wanted to breathe smoke.]
You are so fragile and thin. [Full of promises and promise.]
Standing trial for your sins. [Always the tragic hero.]
Holding onto yourself the best you can. [Not willing to let your morals go.]
You are the smell before rain. [Full of sadness and sweetness. Of life and death.]
You are the blood in my veins. [You kept me alive.]
Call me a safe bet. [I thought that you were.]
I'm betting I'm not. [I know.]
I'm glad that you can forgive. [But maybe not this time.]
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget. [I will never forget.]
Unbracketed text is the lyrics to "The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot" by Brand New
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