Always the Fugitive - The Murder of My Sweet

I’m writing cliché poems for a lonely tune

But I’m not ready to show how I really feel

I spend my days with crows and my nights are blue

Every part of my body wants to be in tune

Maybe it all can be forgotten

Maybe it took the best of me

That’s all I’ve ever known

It’s all I’ve ever known

I kind of took a storm and made a hurricane

Pretty little heart bang

I got rid of it

A silly metaphor tried to ruin my dream

One more needle in my voodoo doll it seems

Maybe it’s all in the abundance

Maybe it’s stuck inside of me

I don’t want to be always the fugitive

I don’t want to go sorry for everything

As hard as it can be I must face my worst enemy

I don’t want you to pity me

While I kiss the crows goodnight

I’m going coast to coast to find a lonely beach

Every wave is like a slap on my tender skin

The sun is terrible it does not fit me

I’m a lady porcelain molded perfectly

And when it all comes down in pieces

I am the only mending me

I’ve had to bend the rules

Nobody cares but me

I don’t want to be always the fugitive

I don’t want to go sorry for everything

As hard as it can be I must face my worst enemy

I don’t want you to pity me

While I kiss the crows goodnight

I should have never turned the pages

But logic is no friend of mine, don’t think before I act

Failure is a fact

But only one thing leaves me breathless

A vampire gazing at the sun

Ashes turned to dust

How I’d wish to join you there

When darkness greets the sun

At the blink of dawn

I don’t want to be

I don’t want to go

I don’t want to be always the fugitive

I don’t want to go sorry for everything

As hard as it can be I must face my worst enemy

I don’t want you to pity me

While I kiss the crows goodnight