The Competition

October 13, 2009. © Talon Truitt Cherry, All rights reserved

She fell asleep with candles on the table
Dinner at five was something rarely seen at all
Tonight she's at the turn of her own fable
and it doesn't seem right to just break down and call
So now that he is gone again
she packs her bags and calls her friends
It takes all she's got to not stick around and fall

He stumbled through the front door, not quite sober
Even through the haze of liquor something wasn't right
If he left her alone again the war was over
Tonight it seams the alcohol has won the fight
And even though she's gone again
He won't ever blame his liquid friends
As he fights the urge to just break down and cry

When she woke in the morning the bed was empty
Last nights good idea just felt all wrong
Echo's in her head "he won't forgive me"
He'll find another women, it won't take long
Even though he's just a drunk within
She just wants to hold her love again
but her foolish pride just lets her pass him on

When he woke in the morning the tears had found him
Every drop that fell spelled "man she's gone"
Echo's in his head "She left for good Tim"
She'll find another man, it won't take long
And even though she's at her friends
He fights the urge to call again
His foolish pride just lets him pass her on

Passion slowly dies as years grow empty
Two stubborn souls lay down without a fight
She thinks foolishly he will not miss me
And he believes that she is doing alright
She lives her life so empty within
and every night he's drunk again
So these two lives burn out before they die