You scream freedom for the fifth time this month
How many more before the month runs out?
You dream only of the love you will never attain
You go back on your word and promises to yourself
You only know how to love her, that girl
The one with the questions in her eyes
And the quiver in her voice
You know nothing else
Neither redemption nor salvation
Because somehow loving her is all you learnt to know
Loving her is all you wish to know
But you lie to yourself hurt after hurt that its over
But we know better
We’re all waiting for this storm to subside before you begin another.