U N S T O P P A B L E

I know I’m not super active on this blog but I made this for a group I’m in. Feel free to use/like/reblog for your own blogs! 

I walked through the door with you, the air was cold, but something 'bout it felt like home somehow

And I left my scarf there at your sister's house, and you've still got it in your drawer, even now

We're singing in the car, getting lost upstate

And I know it's long gone and that magic's not here no more

And I might be okay, but I'm not fine at all

'Cause there we are again on that little town street you almost ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me

Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red

You taught me 'bout your past, thinking your future was me

Fuck the patriarchy

Key chain on the ground, we were always skipping town

And I was thinking on the drive down, any time now, he's gonna say it's love, you never called it what it was

We were dead and gone and buried

Check the pulse and come back swearing it's the same

After three months in the grave

And then you wondered where it went to as I reached for you

All I felt was shame and you held my lifeless frame

And I know it's long gone and there was nothing else I could do

And I forget about you long enough to forget why I needed to

We're dancing 'round the kitchen in the refrigerator light

I remember it all too well

And there we are again when nobody had to know

You kept me like a secret, but I kept you like an oath

Sacred prayer and we'd swear to remember it all too well

Well, maybe we got lost in translation

Maybe I asked for too much

But maybe this thing was a masterpiece ‘til you tore it all up

And you call me up again just to break me like a promise

So casually cruel in the name of being honest

I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here

They say all's well that ends well, but I'm in a new Hell

The idea you had of me, who was she?

But then he watched me watch the front door all night, willing you to come

It's supposed to be fun turning twenty-one

Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it

I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it

After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own

Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone

But you keep my old scarf from that very first week ‘cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me

'Cause there we are again when I loved you so

Back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known

And did the twin flame bruise paint you blue?

Just between us, did the love affair maim you, too?

'Cause in this city's barren cold I still remember the first fall of snow