Recorded at the end of a work day, newly conceived. Lyrics below
Crushed Trust
Red eyes, blue mind..
Waiting by the window for the one who's not yet home
Warped anticipation, cruel imagination
It won't be good again
This can't be good again
Light hair, dark dreams
Upstairs in her bedroom is the girl who doesn't know
He's worried 'bout her mother
But she's home with another
It won't be good again
It can't be good again
So we spent time picking pieces up and put him back together
Convinced him he is wonderful and he deserves much better
She moved in with the rival man while he gradually recovered
So nice to see his smile again when he found another lover
But just as things looked brighter, she wants to move back in
And 'cause his pride is broken, he let those feelings win
Black days, white lies
Waiting for the moment she'll break heart again.
This is not the first time, it's a string of sad events
Promises she'll change and all the problems they will mend
But trust is like a paper; if it's crumbled up it's gone
Ironing out the creases doesn't change what has been done
This won't be good again
This can't be good again
This won't be good again
This won't be good again
Very nice, Kaya - it is good again! Keep them coming xx
wellandtrulyjoshed 4 months ago