Is That It?


Is that it
Are we done
Is it time for me to run to my home
You act so calm
But the disease is not knowing
The sickness is showing
And you just keep blowing me off
The silent insults keep coming
But I never stopped loving
I'll keep strumming on my guitar
I never gave up on you
I just wrote down a song or two

All you needed
Was a mile in my shoes
To comprehend how I felt
Please try to see
Outside that shell
That you drown yourself in now

Now I'm free
But my poetry isn't enough to sustain me
I need you here again
I need you in the end
And where I want to be

Put the cream in my coffee
It burns my throat on the way down
I wish that I was dreaming
But this is seeming to be
The worst day of my life

Chorus

Lyrics: A. St. Pierre. Music: M. Bryan, T. McCoy, C. Burns
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