Burning Bridges - Chris Pureka

This is a story of burning bridges

and allowing time to pass

this is a story of forgiveness

and breaking things in my hands

this is a story of understanding

you can’t choose who you love

and this is a story of soft skin

and rats in the walls

well you can’t just pass along

the pain that comes around

you’ll go dizzy until you fall

and I know you didn’t mean to let me down

but you let me down so hard

this is a story of loaded glances

and leaning in too far

this is a story of vague advances

and confessions in smoky bars

so now I am walking down the sidewalk

and I am singing to myself

and I’m going to leave it all behind me now

'cause I don’t need this,

I just don’t need this

and you can’t…

these memories are talking and talking

and I’ll do anything to shut 'em up

I’ve got the pillow over my head

but they won’t stop

no, no they won’t stop

some fantasies are never meant to be realized at all

and some regrets could be prevented

if you read the writing on the wall

oh and sometimes you say «you know nothing can happen»

and then she leans over and lifts off your glasses

and the next thing you know you’re just tangled and guilty

and you’ve got a head full of liquor and perfume

oh and when did you leave me and when did you find her

and tell me is this just what you wanted…