A mouth is not a name. Nor mine, an extention of your waist. You were good at breaking up with me At our worst, still put me in your bed. Found you, when you were finding you And I guess I was just your friend. You were charming That's how I fell in love with you. But we were going to play music And I was going to raise someone elses baby You were thinking about staying But it was never what you wanted. I had you in my reach Yet I was always anchored in your absence. I felt like a shadow in someone elses place. You'd run. Like a hard fist I'd always take the punch from you in search of something life had already given you. When you called, it wasn't the same That day It was never my claim That I was waiting for you. This time, i was really going to give myself To a new misery. One, that I could really sink my teeth into. One, that would take my youth And leave me, one day in search Of something just like you.