This is a song I wrote a couple of days ago.
The Ballroom
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A lyrical brush paints the words you never heard on the canvas of a heart that feel apart.
I cant hit restart and start again from the beginning.
Seeing now what I've become: Unforgiving.
A kiss and a kill fulfills the desires but cripples my will to move on.
Just the same old song.
Chorus:
We've danced in our Sunday's best in a ballroom of malcontent, let's give it a rest.
A caricature of intimacy is reflected in your eyes and seen in your faux affectionate dreams
Nothings been what it seemed, I guess
The next day a bony quill pours gray words that you never said.
Secrets and questions that cut the cords and freed us both from this facade.
A mere mirage.
How long did you know that you hated me? This wasnt the reality you needed. That makes me conceited? After I pleaded to make this work?
Repeat chorus
A sharp tongue sliced a throat and wrote the words that were heard and said.
It still hurts.
Though I watch the electric red dawn in my bed and I comprehend why we had to end this scary tale.
Repeat chorus
that is all.
OOQQ:
1. Ever written anything that you REALLY loved?
2. Ever danced around a fire naked?
3. Ever stripped for money?
4. Ever had a phone bill more than $300?
ORFAM: I know have 2 jobs and that makes me incredibly happy since one of them is a video game store. Ever played Guitar Hero 2 and got paid for it??? 
1. yup
2. no but i'm a smelly hippy so i'd love too
3. nope
4. probably
ps. love you