Chained With Love
Glasses covered with roses
Shattered as he closes the door behind him
Heart filled with devastation
Tears fill my eyes, asking why?
Mustering up the strength to pick up the pieces
Putting myself back together again
This is our routine, ever since I could remember
When life challenged him, he would walk out the door and surrender
Drown himself with cheap beer until the thought of his children seemed to dissapear
Than he would vanish along with it
Weeks, months
Not a word
Until funds ran dry
The door opens
He feeds me a story, and I'd choose to believe it
So clever with words
With a resting poker face
Putting con artists to shame
But I see you now, what you really are
Have a full house in my hand, and I'm not letting you win this time
No one is going to be here waiting when you open that door again
Maybe you shouldn't come back
I leave slaming the door behind me
Taking back the power you held over me
Using the love from your famliy to cash your checks
But that love dosen't exist anymore
..............Which sets me free
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