My feet are glued to the ground, I can’t get away.
Whenever I go I'm haunted by the pain.
You like to eat at my heart like a buffet.
I couldn’t find the words in english so I started learning francais. When the leaves change colors,
I remember the decay,
Of my heart when you danced away like a dancer in ballet. It all changed that day,
Every day since hasn’t been the same.
You judge me like i’m a graded essay,
You paint evey color to gray.
We are predator and pray.
One second we were good now we’re mauvais.
Whenever I go I'm haunted by the pain
© andrewmeyer