With you I’m like walking on eggshells
and I’m waiting on you hand and foot,
hanging onto every word you say,
taking your word for it

I have a secret to keep,
a secret to share.
I lost something dear,
something close within me.

Don't stand there
looking like you've
always known what a fool i am
for throwing myself at you;
never minding the consequences...
of your actions,
of my reactions.
The games you play

a cup of coffee in hand
the smoke fills your nose
and as the noise rings out
i hear the driver shout
then you and i
accidentally
look eye to eye…
he whispers a quiet goodbye