this would be a pretty song

an angry word,

the slam of a door,

a tear stained pillow,

glass on the floor..

…..  what happened to love?

hushed whispers,

then red eyes,

you run away,

and don’t apologize..

…..  what about love?

when you mean what you say,

sorry is a million miles away.

there’s a lie in that word,

but her feelings are hurt

so what are you gonna do?

when honesty’s cruel?

a pat on the back,

the call of a name,

gentle regret,

emerge from the flames..

…..  grow up, grow away..

and start a new day.

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