And the day the love runs out, is the day I die.
I’ve carved, and I’ve cut my chest with a knife
I’ve bled, I’ve given it all my fight
No-one can say I haven’t tried
But if I can’t love…
I don’t want to be alive.
I can’t grow up, I can’t let go
Love is the only thing I know
I gave it my all
the church of detachment stands tall
I laid at the gates
They’d say
“you’ve still got quite a ways”
I ran to the back, they wouldn’t let me in
told me all this love I’ve given
is some kind of sin
“Co-dependent”
You know I gave it my best
But somethings aren’t for all of us
They couldn’t erase
my trust
They couldn’t clean off
my love
It’s endless
I wanted, to be like them
I really tried to give it up
But the day the love dies
So do I.
keep your purity, your detachment too
I’d rather bleed, I’d rather love you
I’d rather suck marrow of holy wound
I’d rather surrender to this need
Hopelessly Devoted
Never Sugar Coated
Go ahead and quote it
Hopelessly Devoted.
That’s Me.
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