a stark and telling moon is rising slowly over us
i tremble slightly with the pressure, lacking the necessary trust
what was created to be beautiful has now a sick, perverted grin
while our bodies work their magic i am drowning in the din
and you said, "oh oh oh
but i think it might be true"
and i said, "even so i can't do this to you"
then i said, "oh oh oh
but i think that she's the one"
even more
even more how will i feel
when this is done
the startling dysfunction then, of reason, of my brain
had trickled down a silent, agonizing, piercing pain
it found its way directly to the center of my chest
the point of this selfishness was pleasure, but all i felt was regret
and you said, "oh oh oh
but i think it might be true"
and i said, "even so i can't do this to you"
but i said, "oh oh oh
i think that she's the one"
even more
even more how will i feel
when this is done
two months later we pretend that we've got it all together
and i'm so sorry ______, but there are storms we cannot weather
i miss you now and i'll miss you then and this decision is so hard to make
but when time has passed, and our friendship lasts, we'll know it was not a mistake
and you said, "oh oh oh
but i think it might be true"
and i said, "even so i can't do this to you"
but i said, "oh oh oh
i think that she's the one"
even more
even more how will i feel
when this is done
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