Whenever eleven:eleven comes around you're the thing I always wish for,
but since you're always so far away, and I know even if I beg you'd never stay,
I keep our memories buried deep underneath the scars that remind me of you every day.
You're like a ghost that will always want to haunt me,
you make sure to make your presence is known so I'll never be set free.
But now it's like we've switched roles,
coz while your out there playin' Capser the Friendly Ghost,
I'm out here worshipping the One that I know loves me most.
You're there worshipping your god,
aka having sex because you think your "inlove" and you like the feeling of her bod.
But I'm here worshipping my God,
the Creator of all, my Wonderwall.
See how our roles switch,
I used to be the one worshipping something thats not real just so that I could deal,
a something like you, something that could make me feel.
You would be the one always trying to tell me a Bible story,
always giving God all the glory.
But I was so wrong then, now the only way your "love" comes is when its rapped in a
glove.
All I can do is pray for you,
and hopefully you can finally stop acting like your two
and realize just because you two play with eachother,
doesnt mean that shes barbie and your ken.
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