LYRIC FOR SALE

By TaraLune

I love hard
I love fast
I love you on the weekends and everyday in between
I sit by my phone hoping for a text
Wishing you would call
Give me my breath
But you don’t
And is it me?
Or am I just not a priority?
Or do I come on too strong?
Throw love bombs until I drop to my knees
Begging for something in return,
A thank you at least?
Maybe I need to chill
Sit back and ignore
Or maybe… go explore
There are options you see
They’re endless and plentiful, but you have my attention
Could you give me some please?
I’m soft
I’m learning to rebuild
Don’t play with me,
I get confused
When I’m confused I feel used
I feel like a child, begging for mom and dad to look, maybe that’s a wound I tend to overlook
But I refuse to beg any longer
I’m fxxxing soft but growing stronger
Hurry it up and pay attention
Cuz after a while, imma question your intentions
And when that happens, it’s gonna rain
A gust of wind with a whisper of my name
Don’t okay with me I’m not so weak
Don’t make me get those scissors and leave you in the street
My heart has a time limit
And that fxxxing clock is ticking
Once you’re cut, I’m gone like a shadow in the night
And that cuts gonna hurt,
Cuz I’m always the one that got away, right?
And when you see me shining
Those wounds you’ll still be licking
As I walk on by with a “hey, you’re so and so, right?”
It’ll be as if you never fxxxing existed
Don’t play with me cuz deep down I’m vicious
If those intentions start shifting, imma feel it and join the game
But promise you this, I won’t be the one in pain
So you wanna play? That’s cool, that’s tight
Just remember when you feel like hitting my line at night
Imma leave you on read, then go to bed, leave you scratching your head
But that clock was ticking
And that train? You missed it.
Those good morning texts don’t mean shit
More like a trophy if I’m being honest.
Don’t be mad, cuz it’s you that wasn’t on it.