Killing time feels like murder, or sometimes worse.
And every since you spoke those subtle words
our love's been in a hearse.
The Woodland trail is never empty, but you're always alone.
And the memories that sing to me produce a bitter moan.
Take one look at the moon.
Know that it could have been you.
The only light within the dark
and your convictions in you heart all alone
with no place in reality to call home.
So let your hair down and remove every last one of those filthy knots.
For each one is a pain within me that with your smile you wrought.
Remove your lipstick with the handkerchief form another man.
This fool will use your heart and never ask you for your hand.
Take one look at the sun.
I can't imagine its very fun.
From a distance I admire in my semi-formal attire, but not too close.
With your radiance destined to wreck us both.
I left my heart outside your door and you left it in the cold.
I should have known due to before.
Why can't I be more bold?
And in the cold my heart will numb and time away be blown.
I fear that love will never come and I will die alone.
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