You don't wait by the phone like i do.
and i am pretty sure you aren't home.
now i don't know if you are with a girl.
but you are anywhere but here.
i can still taste you, even though it has been a while
you flood my mind when i close my eyes.
cliche? i know.
but i can't help myself.
i don't know if you remember
that time you said those words
you were drunk but i believed you.
you said you knew in your heart that we would work.
we both knew this would take time
but your clock just ran out on me
i was 2 minutes too late
you kept begging me for a 2nd chance
but once i delivered you changed your mind
now it is me
on bended knee
hoping to god that you'll come back to me.
it worries me sometimes.
that i am not the one lying in your bed
looking in your eyes
its Friday night,
and i bet those words will escape your lips,
all over again.
