by Bel Finn, for David
Do you ever think of me as strong?
Did I ever think of you as weak?
I never wanted you to be wrong
And you never saw that I could speak
the truth was always somewherein between the lies and the screams
We could never find the balance
And we never made the time
Never thought that we could salvage
What was yours and what was mine
was the time we spent togetherany more than a fool's dreams?
In the end I didn't know you
Any more than I knew me
Our words turned distant and cool
Our eyes refused to see
the reasons and the excusesDrowned in the lies and the screams
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