a half-hearted truth

there are thorns stuck in this carpet
and clinging to my feet.
though i'm cleaning out,
you're burning my horizons.
it may sting to let you go,
but i can't keep fire-walking,
can't keep not breathing,
can't keep singing to myself.

so light-hearted when my heart is breaking...

you'll have to forgive me
because i'm still learning
what i'll only learn from you.
you'll have to stop me
when i start needing
because i don't think you need me too.

you'd think that after saying your name,
i'd know where to begin.
i don't want to play this game
if you're never going to let me win.
do you see what we're about now?
winning and losing...
i think we're too far gone.

but you don't seem to mind.

you'll have to believe me
when i say i'm sorry
because i'm choking on the truth
and please try to understand me
and come a little closer
because i really am alone.

how can i love you when all you do is bury me in maybes and half-hearted truths?
how can you love me when all you can say in response is "i'll get back to you"?

i think you should leave me
because i'm sick of learning
by writing with my own blood.
i know it will hurt me
but i know better
that it hurts a little less than you.