Headphones

Headphones

Escape this reality with your headphones
Even if her name is carved into your bones
Don't forget to write this poem

Because that's the only thing you can do
When the only color you can see is blue
And this loneliness sticks to you like glue

But you try to pull away
Hoping to find a way
But you end up with noting to say

And your mind drifts to her
And your hearts about to commit murder
And everything is really just a blur

Because you can't sing her song
And you can't play a long
Because you know it's wrong.

Because she'll see through your lie
And won't even ask you why
She'll just say bye.

First you'll have to change
And you might think this is strange
but this silly goal is out of range.

Second cut the sin out of your life
But the only tool you have is a dull knife
No wonder she'll never be your wife.

Thirdly you have to have a pure soul
And in order for that you have to be whole
So you'll never reach your goal.

Next you have to knock at her door
Beg and grovel on the floor
Don't worry there's much more

Don't forget to give her a smile
So she could pretend to care for a while
Before she stomps you into the tiles.

She wants you to scream in pain
Your misery is her gain
So make sure you let the blood rain

And when she laughs
plead that you're her other half
And she'll point you to the correct path.

You'll only have three choices
Don't listen to your doubting voices.
Victory is yours so rejoice

The first path is a bottomless well
And it might just be hell
But at least you'll have her spell

And she might make a wish
Or she might think your a fish
Hey, if your lucky she'll take a piss

The second path is a locked cell
And it might just be hell
But you can never really tell

Because she'll lock you up and throw away the key
And she'll taunt you with things you could actually be
But she'll never let you free

The third path is a gun
And it may bring you closer to the sun
But it won't get this done

Because death isn't fun
Even if you have plenty of problems and no where to run
But she already knew she won

She softly pats your face
As she ties your hands with her pretty lace
And she drags you to that place

She throws you into that cell
And makes sure your still under her spell
And everything is going to be swell.

With her you can only feel alone
She smiles and tosses you your headphones
With a smile she welcomes you to your new home.