The Indecisive One

Sunday, August 15, 2010

It was a year ago on this day, that you were taken away
Despite what they tell me, I know its all my fault
But I keep the blame locked in my brain, my vault
Where all my secrets are kept safe

She asked me how would I feel if you were the one walking away
I said well I guess at that point I wouldn't be feeling anything
But I was just dodging the question, so as not to tell her the truth
That I'd do anything if the one standing here today had been you

And I just feel so guilty, (like the blood was on my hands)
Somethings just have to be left unsaid, (like children put to bed)
Or I'll be left with only this (or the condemned put to death
Choice that I can't make, (oh what a change)
For me to be the indecisive one (me, the indecisive one)

It was a year ago on this day, they asked me to speak but
There are somethings I can't bring myself to say
But you had told me, to always make sure, in the event of tragedy
Not to let them tell lies at your funeral

She asked me how would I feel if you were the one speaking today
I said well I guess at that point I wouldn't be feeling anything
But I was just dodging the question, so as not to tell her the truth
That I'd do anything if the one standing here today had been you

And I just feel so guilty, (like the blood was on my hands)
Somethings just have to be left unsaid, (like children put to bed)
Or I'll be left with only this (or the condemned put to death
Choice that I can't make, (oh what a change)
For me to be the indecisive one (me, the indecisive one)

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