Words Only Written

Dancing With The Devil

There left with my own thoughts I sat..
Was I the door mat?
What did any of it mean?
Was any of it real or was it all a scheme?

So many things that don't make sense.
I took a step back in hopes I'd find my common sense.

Listening to the lyrics that don't match with your words. So much the music faded and that's all I heard.

My mind shifting through each reason so manically.
I thought I was the one with the most audacity.

Conclusions so terrifying.
you left with the biggest part of me.

Not only once, but twice..
Now I feel I'm left with my only vice.

Maybe that's what you craved the most.
Charming to take, leaving a ghost.

Maybe that's why I fell so in love with you.
The story with an ending I always knew.