smashes

you're killing my feelings
with your razor sharp tongue
that smoke filled room
won't hide your real colours
why do i always fall so fast?
i think it's right
you think it's wrong
too much pressure can break things
so i tread on you with gentle steps
and few words
i am only a body
but there is so much more going on inside
you stole a piece of me
and put it on the shelf
now i'm collecting dust
and it won't come off
i think i have to let go of you...