It was good while it lasted
you had the music blasted
so I couldn’t hear the siren
you had me in your game
just for me to show your fame
but it’s just a shame for me to say
that we’re not the same
and there’s not a soul to blame
I was the quarterback at times.
initiated almost all plays.
I threw and never once was I sacked.
It was not an act cause I knew for a fact
I had a good offensive linemen.
I was the tight end at other times
I ran and ran, never once
did I let the enemy unseen break through
I ran and ran, but never once
did I spot the ball from you
I ran and ran, but never once
would you send it my way
so few times I received my pay
I was left empty handed
But I still never left you stranded.
You were the wide receiver at all times
you caught all my passes
but this was all you wanted to be.
All you wanted was your gain
And I didn’t have a brain enough
to see the pain you would strain
just to complete your reign
Now the game seems over,
The game that was played selfishly
The game I thought was a two way street
The game that left me speechless
But I must let go I guess
Of this un-fixable mess,
That just leaves me feeling stressed
Letting go is never easy
It can leave you feeling queasy.
But before I go, I’ll ask you this
Give me one last kiss
Goodbye..
Sunday, March 28, 2010
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