Carry Me

So you'll just,
Carry me,
Carry me,
Across the bedroom floor.

While the hurt,
It still lurks,
In the back of my mind.

But sore hearts,
Are sore losers,
In this game of lust.

So I’ll keep my words,
I’ll just keep my mouth,
Sewn shut.

But for every stitch,
You placed into my skin,
There are a million times you lied,
And times I cried.

There are a million reasons why,
I shouldn’t be here.
I shouldn’t be here,
With you.

But now I’m too tangled,
In your web of lies,
To break free.

So you’ll just,
Carry me,
Carry me,
Across the bedroom floor.

And I’ll hope,
Oh I’ll pray,
You won’t hurt me anymore.

So you see,
I'm incapable of leaving;
And addicted to believing,
That things will get better.

But things won’t get better.