Once You Know

 
Mike's playing Otherside
in that magic way that acoustic
turns electric into something new
letting the words flow through
and there's no way to shake thoughts
of you, listening to one of your favorites
meditating on the phrases
that dance and tumble
between my ears

As I sit on yet another side
of the most recent iteration of us
in distant reflection of the lies
questioning which ones were mine
if what I've seen with my eyes
is coincidence or evidence

I don't need to ask if you're still a slut
when the sides of the polygon you've made
are me, you, her, her, them
and whatever remains of truth

If we could pour it all into paper cups
I'd raise mine in a toast
to every minute of the time we've had
and whatever comes next

Maybe I should believe it's bad
but I've got no room for regret
no stake in condemnation
for the crime of being flawed
and human

He slides into another song
and I'll meet him there in a minute
but I want to hold on
just a little longer
picture you in the dark
singing along with the crowd
shedding off the all the bullshit
for something that might be joy