The Lights

Like the lights would flicker
so would you
on and off
is what you do

Some days you were friendly
others you were mean
i always wondered
what it meant

I dealt and dealt
and until no more
i pushed you out
and locked the door

to my heart
to my head
until at last
in my mind you were dead

I'm sorry friend
it had to be this way
but i need the lights
on all the way