taxist

I let it fall, rip my heart, and as it fell, you won't be played. It was dark, and I was over, until you kissed my lips in the face. My hands were still strong, but my knees were far too weak. Wait, stop, I'm just getting to the court, let go! We've been falling to your feet, but there wasnel to you that I never, never knew all the things you say. They were never true, never true in the game you played, you would always and always win. But I set fire to the rain, watching for the death of me.