Listen to your heart

Sick of the games,
Sick of the rain,
Sick of the tears falling from my eyes,

Every word you speak throws me off,
Cause it’s never a bad word,
It never was,
It never will be,

But when I listen to my heart,
It’s telling me to give up on you,
But deep down it’s telling me the exact opposite,

Now I’m standing in the rain,
And I demand an answer,
Yes or no,
Walk away or run to you,

And the thing is if I do run,
Are you going to do something about it this time?





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