A place for my scribbles...poems, songs, stories, musings and ramblings.

A place for my scribbles...poems, songs, stories, musings and ramblings.

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Cliche's

My head is spinning round and round
Feet can’t seem to find solid ground
Old clichés cross my mind
How did I end up here this time?

Torn between two lovers or should I stay or should I go
Forsaking all others and don’t forget I told you so

Keep the promise for better or worse
Hope the words don’t become a curse
Love honor and obey
Keep pretending everything’s okay

Or cut the cord or sever the ties and admit it was already broke
Your actions speak louder than any words you ever spoke

My head is spinning like a top
Out of control can’t make it stop
Old clichés beat at my brain
Play themselves out again and again

Torn between two lovers or should I stay or should I go
Forsaking all others and don’t forget I told you so

It’s the classic story of the pot and the kettle
One calls it responsible and one calls it settle
Both holding on to what’s left of the love
But neither forgiving or sorry enough

So break the bonds admit defeat and finally take off the rings
After that it’s just about splitting up the things

My heart is breaking I’m petrified
Paying the price for having lied
Old clichés fill up my mind
I know exactly how I got here this time

Torn between two lovers and you can’t always get what you want
A rose is a rose and how in the hell do you eat an elephant
Torn between two lovers, best friends and into the mystic
I will always love you and never lose the magic
Torn between two lovers or should I stay or should I go
Forsaking all others and don’t forget I told you so

Old clichés cloud my mind
How did I end up here this time?
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