Cope

I’ll keep a piece of my heart vacant
When your return from vacation
Forgive me, and I’ll see you soon
Chicago in September makes me miss you most
Finding solace in a basement
With my shirt soaked to the bone
I know I was dead wrong, but don’t kill me off
You say that it’s progress
But I think its just a crutch
I’ll keep a piece of my heart vacant
When you return from vacation
You’re my highest high and lowest low, I know
I’d give anything for you to make me feel whole again
Don’t apologize
(cause we’re all fucked up)
Just accept the paradox
I’ll catch you when you really need it most
I’m still learning how to cope
Been swimming in cement so I can make a mark
Some days its still more than I can take
I’ve pulled my threads apart
Our bodies came untangled, felt a colder breeze
Painting pictures in my head of how I thought that it should be
My eyes burn from looking at you
But I still can see right straight through
Take that leap, I’m your parachute
I’m still learning how to cope
With your ghost