I wish I could be you
so I could boss me around
and walk away-
not caring whether the sun
sets on anger, or rises again...
all because I would be you
and you would be
the one who is wrong.
I wish I could feel
this, every time you burn me
I will never learn
to keep out of the fire...
I burn,
and it reminds me
that I can feel at all.
I like the look on your face
It reminds me that I am still here.
If I could be you,
I'd say all the things
that hold your lips closed...
and I would understand,
because you would be me-
and this time...
I would be the one who is wrong. |