Stupid Questions

2017-07-20T14:56:49+00:00 Tekst|

Stupid Questions

When I’m through with you I still want you and I watch you
Stretched across the bedsheet looking like a nun from some B erotic movie

With limbs lying limp and eyelids closed and breathing low Exhausted by the spasms of non-existence The sweet seconds of oblivion
We’re always ready to send each other to
As if it was what’s best in life
The best we could offer the best we could get But can’t help but think that there must be another way You’re a lover to me sometimes a midwife Often a nurse But I honestly cannot say//cannot help but ask myself
What are you to me in the meantime?

So when all is said and all is done and we look upon
The train wreck we used to call our love life

Its all the same, there is no change, stifle the pain
Just go through the motions
Till you forget anything was wrong in the first place
And then uncertainty rears its ugly head

Is this what we want? Can we go on?
Thinking nothing is wrong
And do I really have the courage to speak up?

And I keep on asking myself these stupid questions
Sometimes want to voice them loud
But Hey! I don’t want to cause a commotion.
I’ve thinking about it for some time, wonder if I should speak my mind
But Hey! I don’t want to cause a commotion.