No Time For Mistakes.
I wish I could reach into my head and
Squeeze you from my brain.
Like as if I could leave our little patch of history in a pool by my feet,
And watch memories sweep the floor like tiny sand storms.
I wish I could replace our words with silence,
Our touches with atmosphere,
And our love with repulsion but you ripped my soul from my chest and took it with you,
And I spent the night trying to pick my guts up from the concrete.
I wish I could,
But I probably wouldn’t.
Now a figure called time stands before me,
Stretching out its arms triumphantly
To pull me through the looking glass.
You probably think I don’t know what I’m doing, don’t you baby?
But you and I both have no time for mistakes.