[unfinished oldie from 10/20/2011]

you’re killing me with your secrets
and I don’t know why I keep this
carousel going round and round
please don’t pretend to help me out
when you’re doing this for you
you’re smile has become my noose

your truths sharp as a knife
and i’m using up my 9 lives
to hear your story, to hear excuses
oh these words they are so useless

i’m laying here
knowing you’re laying there
with company
if you only knew right here right now,
you’re numbing me