Drawn in Chalk
JOE CHESTER
I'm not tired,
But darling we've lost the fire,
I'll be inside when you feel like coming in.
Heartburn,
Will leave no stone unturned,
And this truth-less war,
Doesn't matter anymore.
All in good time,
We'll fill the holes you used to escape,
The emergency,
Intimacy,
Never really mattered much to me anyway.
An emergency,
When your love got tired,
And someone always wins,
When you lose the fire.
In our belief career,
I thought that love was square,
Drawn on the ground,
Of a backyard in my mind.
All in good time,
We'll fill the holes you used to escape,
The emergency,
Intimacy,
Never really mattered much to me anyway.
Always rain
When I look the other way,
You tell me that all we had,
Was a love that was drawn in chalk.
