we both take the hardest punches
and collect black eyes just to prove it
still we pass by just like strangers
and we speak just like the closest enemies
in the shadows of our life
we can fall into the night
unscarred
in the shadows of our life
we can never let it go
this far
somehow my words are rendered useless
still i pull my lip down to my chest
just to show you how my jaw is
tired from waiting to say the things
that you should hear
after all we're still the same
but these empty promises seem to never change
there's a smile on my face and its 2:55 a.m.
but this cramp in my wrist puts me back to sleep
til it all comes around again
WITH A CLOSED FIST
Submitted by OptimusPrime at Sun 30 Oct, 2005 9:35 am