Thursday, September 16, 2010

Hero

Never needed a hero, I can do it on my own

I’m a big girl now, I can deal my own cards.

All in, another relationship to add to the whiteboard,

I’m winning this game, wait, what am I winning?

Did I carelessly put everything on the line?

Guess I did, oh well, raise the bet!



Give me the hammer, nails and some lumber,

I can build this on my own, I’ve done it before.

One piece here, and hammer it in

Watch your fingers, we need them all

To piece together this puzzle,

I have you figured out.



Give me the riffle, I have my ammunition,

Stand back, let me teach you a thing or two.

Let me empty a few rounds in this empty wall,

Create our own art, give me the knife, paint it all

Slit my wrist paint it red,

Or paint it black with your own misery, our home baby.



Hand over the knife, apron looks better on me,

Sit at the table, you just got home,

Pour yourself some wine, light a cigarette

Dinner’s almost on the table.

I can do it all for you, I was raised well,

Your best interest at heart.



Come into the bedroom, drop your pants at the door,

Come in my territory, you’ve missed a lot,

The uniform looks good on you, now take it off,

We’ll dress you back before you have to head back

Now you’re mine, sit down…

Your moment is now.



Never needed a hero, can do it on my own,

It’s easier to do it in two hand in hand.

Just as strong as you, I can pull my own weight,

But I’m still craving for less selfishness on your part.

A lot on each end, we pull too much,

You’re making my fingers bleed too tired to hold on.



Move over, let the game end.

The rounds I shot have found homes in my own chest,

The house we built, I dug my own grave

The sheets were to break my fall.

Ask for me back, be the guide, be the guard, be my all…

Be the hero I was promised at birth.

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