what were you doing here?
i ask myself this question daily.
left and back, and there again
but what for?
was it simply to see if you could win?
was it to see if i would love you again?
was it to just fulfill some twisted satisfaction
of knowing that you could get everything
you wanted from me without having to commit to me?
you were the heart i wanted to hold
you were the tears i wanted to dry
you were the road i wanted to travel
but you ended up being the grenade inside my heart
Waiting for the precise moment to drop