Lights, Camera, Action

You watch as she walked by
It isn't sudden you long ago realized
The trust just isn't there anymore
You would happily turn the clock back to a before time

But when was that, what brought us here
To where she's scared to slide closer, and you're scare to pull her near
A relationship may be able to withstand a lot
But without trust what have you got

Two people simply going through the motions
Each free to leave if they ever got the notion
We are living a masquerade, a play being put on for family and friends
only we the actors truly know that the final act has already ended

All music stopped, curtain long past drawn
We are both defeated, but the audience refuses to go home
At least not without us returning to stage for a standing ovation
An admittance that this baby is of our own creation

Who's to say who committed the most tragic act
With our help, fornication and lying seems to have made a pact
We look at each other with pain, as if stabbed in the back
To not beg forgiveness convinces us that there is nothing to take back

So I watch you walking in and out of my mind
I see that you're going out and I hope that you remember your lines
Oh me, I'm staying in with ideas for a new play
Maybe about love instead of tragedy, and where the characters love to play