I'm just asking for a little security,
An opportunity
To ask myself if this is what I want,
A chance to get out while the gettin's good.
I can’t pretend, keep telling myself
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Can’t put it on a shelf,
I have to break my delusion,
This is not the answer, and all I need
Is a chance to step back, to say
That I need to breathe, need to feel the
Wind in my hair, to
Be free, I just need a minute, just
A little security.
Back when we started, it wasn’t
Hard to imagine where we’d be by now,
Because you would say anything,
Do anything just to get in my bed.
And I believed you, believed it all, even
As I watched you fall,
As I failed to catch you and let you blame me,
I still didn’t see,
That you’ll never give me a
Moment to breathe, a lifetime to be
Everything I’ve always wanted, a
Chance to fly, a little
Security.
I’m not an asset, another prize for you
To behold, I’m not going to sit there
And do what I’m told. I won’t let you
Because this shelf is just too small,And I’d rather fall and crack my head thanLet you fall back in my bed,Because I just need a second,A moment to be me, a few hundred hoursTo see what it means to be free,And while you are tempting,A lie, though so sweet,I am taking a step back, I’m stretching myLegs, I’ll stand on my own and find my own,Be me own, thrive on my ownSecurity.
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