The Way The Wind Blows

I touch myself, and for a moment i miss you darling
then it fades the lust away, and its oh so appalling
why must you drag us along with this impatient stalling?
its time, accept your new role as whore to counter culture

falacio for the quick fix
youve got a man at home
why has is come to this?

our love had died long ago, nothing could save us from this storm
the role you practice ever day;
you use true life as but a stage,
a constant anti social norm

and as the pendulum swings, like the air we breathe, you put his pride inside of yours, you sink your knife inside of me...
back and forth and back and forth
in and out and in and out
back and forth and back and forth
in and out and in and out

your future is bleak and it wreaks of potential and beauty now lost
the woman that i had once loved, now she is covered in the cost-
of this life she chose, this life she just couldnt step away from
oh, she chose her crutches over the sum, of her and i, her and i as one
so whole, so complete
now nothing but dead, autumn leaves, flowing in the wind
on and on and on and on...

this excommunication, this blatant separation, our final end...

and this time i mean it you fucking cunt...