Why do I always pick the shallow end
to show off my swan dive
as if rules don't apply to me
like it's not gonna hurt
when I smack my head
and reality hits
when they're dragging me out of the pool
he'll be there
he'll be standing next to her
the two of them
shaking their heads as if to say
what were you thinking
they'll be giggling then they'll kiss
and wander off into the sunset
leaving me there bleeding at the heart
I know what your thinking
I said I'd hit my head
it was just a figure of speach
and my heart is in his hands now
I handed it straight to him
just now tonight
But he thinks it's a bowling ball
he's gonna throw it around
he's gonna knock me down
all in oblivion
because I didn't have the balls
to let him know
that I am all in
so I lose
and he wins
but that is just me
I always pick the shallow end...