calling me

im calling you over babe
i hear her words echo in my brain
were they hers or just rehearsed
lines she was taught to say all her life
but never had a chance til now

she sits and reads but wont pick up the phone
does she enjoy to see me in pain
or am i being the pain
i made a promise but im weak
i repeat
im a people person im no good on my own
but still i sit and i wait
taking advice from girls who want her spot

i dont want to be touched by another
its been almost thirty days
i sit and read her page too
like stalkers who know about each other
no restraining order just mutual respect
curious about one another
but wont dare cross the line


a dates been set on too day two
what does that mean kitty kat
i wanted to feel the pain of lose
and now i have
was i used for my love
as an experiment
from princess bubblegum
i pray not i hope the experience
was one that you dread
i hope you hate sitting in your room
i pray that you yearn to see my face
just as bad as i want to see yours


i know your poems almost as well as my own
im glad i have no phone
your tunes haunt me anyway
why are you afraid to smile
i love your smile like
i love your brown eyes
i think im sick and its worse then the pink eye
i've taken care of my business
love sick is the worse sick
maybe ill put it in words


im dancing in a room by myself
how sick am i
drunk of your love
and intoxicated with passion
one step two step now turn
are you capable??
i wish i could answer for you
i wish i could rip out my heart and give it to you
i wish you could feel how it beats
every time you look in the mirror at yourself
i wish you could feel what i feel
one step two step now turn

principles and priority's
ive never gotten in the way before
yet i feel like a hindrance
one step two step now dip to the floor
dancing with a woman that is there no more


it will be a month how much more
not even a sentence not even a bad eye
she tortures me with silence
as if pleasure arises from it
she knows i go crazy when left out the loop
one step two step now turn
not even a poem was left for me
two stalkers started now its left to one
once more