You got (a-way) with words

Your tongue, your touch, and caress used to be a part of me
Now they say that apathy never departs far from me
I hope you feel safe with your crown of roses
Because your horns cut deeper then your bed of thorns did
Bass beats, time fleets, torn up Etnies sneakers
A burnt photograph and purple heart rain through my speakers

We used to laugh, get trashed, and hit the bottle
Written papers full of blood and half finished novels
I was playing the piano wearing a yellow argyle sweater
You promised to share your umbrella so I'd never be under the weather
I lay here reminiscing, wishing, thinking of of all the promises you made
Alone in my chair with a room thats bare, lonely and afraid

I sought comfort in these headphones and orange skies
Trying to forget your black lipstick and shadowed eyes
Looking out my glass window trying to comprehend
Writing you letters I know I'd never send
Because you up and vanished like smoke in the air
Like trailers in tornadoes never to reappear

But I hope you know that I've learned to breathe
To take my cracked blue heart and yearned to dream
With nowhere to crawl to I've dealt with my feelings
Power and rhythm in these headphones put a hole in my ceiling
A hundred thousand miles could separate me from your bleach blonde hair
But I got a million stones on the beach and a love for the air

I realize now that your fruity plum lipgloss isn't something I need
I don't want your diamond necklace or people magazines
I can fly and feel free and I don't need cable TV
Because all of your promises were empty like dead batteries
With no gold at the end of your rainbow, you left me broken and mangled
But with this poem I'll let the world know...
  That you got away with words
          but liars never fly with angels