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Find Me When You're Able

I been thinking for some time now,
 about this love that we've been singing,
Been trying so damn hard now,
 to feel the peace that you've been bringing,
But this love you want from me is,
 nothing close to your desire.
This love inside my heart it,
 could not set your nerves on fire.
I am not the one you want to,
 take you far from destination.
I'm only the one you want when,
 you cant find your hearts salvation.
Your hearts out there on the table,
 but you cant find a hand that wont fold,
So you find me when you're able,
 try to fool the hands you made cold.
I'm done running round in circles,
 Just to save you from your choices.
You're the one who needs to learn,
 girl they are yours to make and deal with.
So when your heart is broke in Swamp Land,
 don't come running back to sunshine.
Cause the hearts you left for pleasure,
 have grown weary of your used lines.
Just take in that happy feeling,
 cause it wont be there for the last song.
No, you'll be on your knees and begging,
 For someone to right all your wrongs.
But no one will come to save you,
 cause you pushed them in the water.
Once again you've made the weather,
 then you cried cause It got hotter.
Well, I told you when it started,
 not to burn all of your bridges.
But you chose to play with fire,
 now you're burning with the witches.
When I saved yer ass from bruises,
 I told you to just keep walking,
Don't you pick the side that loses,
 You deserve much more than talking.
But you chose to keep returning,
 and I chose to keep on saving.
And after long you found the beating,
 was the road that you were paving.
So you left without a warning,
 running 'way from every feeling.
Looking back to see your road and,
 all the dust you were revealing.
But you left the ones that love you,
 now there's no one left to catch you,
When you fall from hands that hold you,
 you will find nothing that is true.
Everyone you love will use you,
 then they'll kick you to the gutter.
Once they've used up all your honey,
 they will fade into a mutter.
But one day you'll see I'm trying,
 to help you reach your desire.
You don't need to burn your bridges,
 to enjoy a nice, warm fire.
So when you decide you're ready,
 lay your cards upon the table.
And if your hand is worth the playing,
 I will hold it if I'm able.
Written by FacePaint (Steven D)
Published | Edited 16th Feb 2013
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