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Killing Time

July 26, 2021
By Anonymous

I want you to be happy
so im leaving for real this time
you'll thank me later
you'll see that I was right
and it hurts to remember
our dreams of a shared life
in Phoenix or seattle
playing in a band together
now we're just killing time

I was born a coward, I'm a coward until the end
can you keep pretending to love me until then?
cuz I've made up my mind
and I think we're just killing time
let's just keep killing time

love me in that old sweet way
as I pull down the flue over the fire
I don't hear you slur your words
and you don't hear me slurring mine
we don't even realize we can't breathe
we don't feel our blood turn to lead paint
and we dance around the fireplace
and pretend that everything is ok

there's no point in fighting now
about your new best friend
there's no point in calling you at 3 am
crying and saying I hope you go to hell
Hell was a lie they told to scare you
into becoming somebody else
never stop sinning baby
never let them steal your love again

I was born a coward, I'm a coward until the end
can you keep pretending to love me until then?
cuz I've made up my mind
and I think we're just killing time
let's just keep killing time

and I don't deserve your love
I am standing outside your door
like a traveler in a snowstorm
I'd rather freeze than beg for you anymore
you've already given me the world
and I gave you nothing in return
you went through hell and back
and learned to love how it burned
I am a dog with its tail between its legs
and only you could stop the hurt

I was born a coward, I'm a coward until the end
can you pretend you still love me until then?
cuz I've made up my mind
and I think we're just killing time
let's just keep killing time

We said we were the lucky ones
We knew our purpose
Since we were young
but passion turns in to exhaustion
And now we can’t do the one thing we loved
there's nothing that hurts me worse
than watching you fight and cry
but there's nothing I can do about the nine to five's
and your feeling stuck, like a wagon in a rut
and you know, if you really think about it
we don't even matter, its only a matter of time
until the next earthquake, or hurricane, or wildfire
you're f*cked and I can't be there for you
when the ocean waves lap at your doorstep
and you don't know what to do
I'm a coward baby, but I won't be the last
I think you know that, don't you?

I was born a coward, I'm a coward until the end
can you keep pretending to love me until then?
cuz I've made up my mind
and I think we're just killing time
let's just keep killing time

3 months or 3 years from now
You'll realize that you've forgotten me
and you'll be dreaming of someone new
and the scars will be as faded
as they're ever gonna be
and you'll get a tattoo
to turn them into something pretty
so people don't gawk at you at the street
when you wear short sleeves
in the burning Arizona heat



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