Transfusion
click to listenI needed someone to lean on
Maybe someone I could talk to
But it didn't take too long
Till I saw I was inconveniencing you
I guess we all make our choices
In the interactions we seek
And you had the wrong signs out
When I found there wasn't a seat left for me
On the train
You tell me you hate the dull aching
And the knives through your heart
And you hate all the bullsh*t
And you wish that it never would start
I guess we all make our choices
In the pain we've learned to accept
And though inside you're dying
You can't seem to walk away yet
With nothing to gain
Well it's funny and frightening what we let define who we are
Closing my eyes to all that matters to me
Now I'm prying them open but it only goes so far
And I'm finding I often don't like what I see
And what it's doing to you and to me
I used to listen to voices
Who would pull till I thought I would break
Only trying to help, so I'd follow
All the time knowing it was a mistake
I guess we all make our choices
No matter how confusing it seems
And I need a transfusion
Or all I'd have left are my dreams
Flowing through my veins
I guess I need a transfusion
Or all I'd have left are my dreams
Flooding through my veins
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1995
JoEllyn Davidoff