No I wont stop, Can't stop
you, in my head & controlling my heart.
Feeling complete vulnerability
not knowing when you will come back
No I won't stop, Can't stop
the tumbling of butterflies in my stomach
aching & confusion pulsing in my veins
consistency of being on my toes
you still want? you dream?
in hopes it's me,
& just me that gave you an incredible memory
it's so scary, frustrating & unbearable
just waiting... so long
for a single response.
& when it comes-your response,
it hits me hard,
send me spinning, swirling
into a wondering mess
I become such a sickening cliche.
a blubbering female idiot.
asking a million questions,
trying to find the right words
the if's and's but's about this out-of-nowhere response
Don't stop, Can't stop
Because baby I gotta hold on you
some how my smile has planted in the back of your beautiful mixed up mind
Because baby I stood where no woman stood for so long,
& that makes you feel safe for once.
Good.
Feel this frustration I have for holding onto what I thought was nothing
Hear my silent prayer.
Cause goddammit I'm not crazy,
nope.
not a bit.
maybe alittle.
oh okay ALOT
but it's understandable... and so creditable.
So no game please.
but don't stop.
tell me to just slow. just don't make it stop... please
because at one point in time you did want me too
perhaps tomorrow you'll remember.
perhaps you too, will wait -for once-
for my response
Don't stop, Can't stop
you, in my head & controlling my heart.
Feeling complete vulnerability
not knowing when you will come back
No I won't stop, Can't stop
the tumbling of butterflies in my stomach
aching & confusion pulsing in my veins
consistency of being on my toes
you still want? you dream?
in hopes it's me,
& just me that gave you an incredible memory
it's so scary, frustrating & unbearable
just waiting... so long
for a single response.
& when it comes-your response,
it hits me hard,
send me spinning, swirling
into a wondering mess
I become such a sickening cliche.
a blubbering female idiot.
asking a million questions,
trying to find the right words
the if's and's but's about this out-of-nowhere response
Don't stop, Can't stop
Because baby I gotta hold on you
some how my smile has planted in the back of your beautiful mixed up mind
Because baby I stood where no woman stood for so long,
& that makes you feel safe for once.
Good.
Feel this frustration I have for holding onto what I thought was nothing
Hear my silent prayer.
Cause goddammit I'm not crazy,
nope.
not a bit.
maybe alittle.
oh okay ALOT
but it's understandable... and so creditable.
So no game please.
but don't stop.
tell me to just slow. just don't make it stop... please
because at one point in time you did want me too
perhaps tomorrow you'll remember.
perhaps you too, will wait -for once-
for my response
Don't stop, Can't stop


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