oh, my sweet distraction,
how can i write this poem,
when i could be thinking of you?
how can i put these words together,
while you lie and wait for her call?
oh, my sweet distraction,
how can i be lost for words,
if they flow when i'm in my room?
how can i wish i were a guitar,
just to be closer to you?
oh, my sweet distraction,
how can i still remember,
when you forgot a long time ago?
how can i be trying to forget you,
if i still don't really want to?
oh, my sweet distraction,
how can i always be thinking of you,
when instead i could be writing a poem?
how can i always think of you so highly,
when all you are is a distraction?
oh, my sweet distraction...