waiting game
The teardrops on my face
Keep dripping
The tables turn and somehow
Keep flipping
Don't know how long I
Can stay this way
Don't know how far I
Will go today
Same sad song stuck on repeat
Exhausted, but can't seem to sleep
Broken mirrors, shattered glass
You and I, lost in the past
Blood is seeping through the walls
Silence echoes through the halls
Your fingers graze my shoulder and
You kiss me hard, on my command
But now you've left, I'm fading fast
I'm still here and years have passed
My heart is cold without your flame
Our love has been a waiting game
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