She buried the flame
while she was painting her way out
did not want the same
as she would blind me with those
charms in her eyes, they were bright
but could not hide what i knew
it's a sign of the times, it's a
floating away brown balloon,
like those scars you can't hide
and they won't be going any time soon.
i destroyed the tape
unraveled the oxide on the ground
the rust ribbons stained
i could not turn off all the
storms in the sky, they were leaving
such a drastic tattoo,
so i went straight for the eye,
there was nothing else i knew how
to do, but even i don't know why
it slammed like an onyx wall
with no way through
now everybody loves a scandal
some people really want to watch you fall
to see you flying off the handle
to watch you stumble as you drop the ball
but none of them could hold a candle,
no one could take the flame i felt from those
stars in her eyes, they were bright
but could not hide what i knew