Writer

I am your writer who bleeds indecision
Your lover your waiter your saddest edition
Your fighter your taker your old patience breaker
Your mover your shaker
The one who can make you feel like a giant in the morning
And so little by noon
First you're drowning in sunrise and then you're froze on the moon
Oh baby I'll promise that I'll never change
Hell I'll tell you I will but I'll still stay the same
And I pray to the angels that you'll see the signs
And they'll glow like a warning and shine through the wine
And they'll scream through the ecstasy
And howl through the snow
And I'll hand ya ma ganja and off I will go
And then I'll be a memory of your dodgy decisions
Your ex your old sex your old weathered tradition
And you'll no longer kiss me
Or hate me or miss me
Or have to defend me
Or teach me or risk me
The one who reminds you of stark imperfection
And how when you want to you can change direction
Oh baby when I call you saying that I've changed
Don't believe a word cause I'll still be the same
And I'll pray to the angels
And beg them to hear me
That despite how I'd like it
That you won't come near me
And I'll dream of the ecstasy
I used to feel from the startling surprise
To the sweet slow reveal
And how I understand you
Now that I've lost you
And I want to thank you
For all that its cost you
For being the most beautiful part of my life
And for holding me close
And wiping my cheek
And slapping me up
When I get too weak
And for touching my skin
And biting my lip
And spitting me out and breathing me in
And telling me that everything's gonna be alright
So now I guess that it ends baby
So good luck thank you and good night