Spite from Grief Counseling by Everender

Say it with a straight face
A proper prose in broken pace
You blur the lines with words divine
But never the right time or place
Never thought I knew you
At least enough to hold true
To sever the conviction
And carry the weight on my own

Maybe I just can’t get over it
Hurting me in ways so permanent
Maybe I’m just meant to call it quits
To turn my feet and run
Cruel as you could be
To spite my name
Never thought that I would share the blame
Grieving over all my wasted days
When all is said and done

I’ll turn my feet and run

Your presence ever lingering
A holy ghost still haunting me
I gave my best to something
That I’m never getting back
Don’t know what else to do
My mind alight; my heart subdued
There’s no getting over you
But I know that I have to

Maybe I just can’t get over it
Hurting me in ways so permanent
Maybe I’m just meant to call it quits
To turn my feet and run
Cruel as you could be
To spite my name
Never thought that I would share the blame
Grieving over all my wasted days
When all is said and done

I’ll turn my feet and run

Oh, what I’d give
To hold what you anchor with
To echo your confidence
To mirror your circumstance
I’ll take any second chance
If you think I deserve one
Or I’ll turn my feet and run

Maybe I just can’t get over it
Maybe I’m just meant to call it quits
To turn my feet and run
To turn my feet and run

Maybe I just can’t get over it
Hurting me in ways so permanent
Maybe I’m just meant to call it quits
To turn my feet and run
Cruel as you could be
To spite my name
Never thought that I would share the blame
Grieving over all my wasted days
When all is said and done

I’ll turn my feet and run

• Punk
• easycore
• emo
• emo pop
• pop punk
• post-hardcore
• New Jersey