LYRIC FOR SALE

By David Cox

Every single text I get
Grabs my attention immediately
But you haven’t texted me yet
You’re hell bent to get rid of me

Really don’t know what is truly going on
But this is all kinds of wrong
You’re wearing out your running shoes
Nothing helps I don’t know what to do

Questions run through my mind
You’re on it literally all the time
Is there someone new
Or someone talking crap to you

Everyday I treat you the same way
Hoping to hold you again some day
Some days you love me it seems
Other days I feel like your bad dream

I can’t wait until you text or call me again
Because then I know I am on your mind then
You text or call when you need something
Or at least that’s how it seems

Sometimes I think I should cut all ties
But that’s just my pride telling lies
You see I know I will always answer
Then have to deal with asking why