The Grass on the Other Side Still Spells Heartache

with everyday i’m longing for more,
you always make my heart feel sore.
with the awkward silence i can’t hear a sound,
how i wish you could just go blend with the crowd.

i don’t want you near.

or is it reverse psychology ’cause i want you here…?

but i don’t want you closer,
’cause if we get to that, i feel it’ll soon be over.
no more wanting and hoping,
no more wishing for nothing.

no more staring at the ceiling for an answer.

don’t leave the door open, never allow me to enter.
lock it shut and seal your window,
for i could shatter it to pieces with my wounded elbow.

i don’t want you near…

you whisper words i’ve been wanting to hear.
or do i really want to listen to them?
i don’t want to hear you speak so solemn.

i don’t want you near…

’cause everytime you are, i am filled with fear.
and everytime you are not, my heart does seek.
but i can hold back, i can settle for one peek.

i can settle for one peek…

i’m contented with the sight of your left cheek.
and nobody would notice, nobody would care,
nobody would ask, nobody would stare.

nobody would care…

and i’ll be hanging amidst the cold air…
and you? oh, i don’t know.
we could take it all back or together we could glow.

together we could glow…