giovedì, gennaio 21, 2010

If I don't manage to tell it to your face

Because I forget,
Because I chicken out,
Or because I melt under your voice...

It doesn't matter that you came clean when you did,
It matters that you did what you did.
And it matters nothing that you apologize,
What is done is done and the trust is gone.

You can try and make it up.
You can try and clean your face.
You can try and amend.

But all you can do is try.

And in the end, if this is not what you came here for,
If this is not what you bet on,
If this is more than you bargained for,
At the end of the day you will be gone.
I will be left cleaning the floor and closing the door.

Again...

Next customer please!