Free Fallin'

You told me I should paint my nails red As you studied the dark shade of gray They were painted at the time So dark they were almost black It wasn't me you wanted To change her nail color It was the girl you thought I could be Perhaps the girl you wanted me to be So I guess it's fitting You moved on I bet her favorite color is Red

You beg for me to fall for you. No I don't mean words. You don't beckon me with sweet nothings And tantalize me with possibilities. What you do is much worse. You make me laugh The way no one else can. You hold my gaze For a second too long And in your eyes, I see everything. And what's worse? You show me everything. You let me see those parts of you That most would run from. You're honest and true About the incongruities in your being. And the way you read to me out loud Words that had already punctured my heart. Your voice was what it took to make it shatter Because such beautiful words should not fall From the tongue of a dangerous creature. These things you do That I don't think you mean to Cast me as yours much more Than if you actively tried.