A song.

I’m waiting by the phone for it to ring,
sitting all alone with nothing happening.
A pathetic thing it is, waiting…
Sitting by phone; sitting all alone.

And I trapped my heart 
between then and now.
I locked all the doors
and shut everyone out.
Where were you when I lost myself-
you weren’t waiting for me…
You were waiting for yourself.

I took a little hit to make it all calm down,
when there was nothing there except the ground.
I hoped you would just come around,
but nothing happened then or now…

And I trapped my heart
between then and now.
I locked all the doors
and shut everyone out.
Where were you when I lost myself-
you weren’t waiting for me….
Cause you were waiting for yourself!

I broke all the bridges,
burned em all down.
Took all the keys
and locked everything out.
I looked for you
but only found the ground-
and now here I am
just falling down…

There’s a place inside that I call my home,
and it’s burried beneath six feet of stone.
In a tomb I lie waiting for you there,
and I die inside, but what do you care.

Was waiting by the phone for it to ring,
but I was waiting for absolutely nothing.
A pathetic thing, just waiting…
Sitting by the phone; waiting alone.

So I trapped my heart
between then and now.
I locked all the doors
and shut everyone out.
Where were you when I lost myself-
you weren’t waiting for me…
You were waiting for yourself.

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