Our Little Girl

I can't make you happy anymore

And it will take less effort to leave

Than carry on with this burden

Of being your joy

And it would be lying to say

That you're still worth it to me

Every word that we've said

Fell so hard at our feet

Every move that we made

This should have been enough

And this fruit hangs so low

It just wants to let go

Oh, it swells with a poison

That used to be love

This used to be love, oh

Small betrayals and these orphaned deeds unattached to love

Are pulling this home, into the ground

And we are in the walls

Your love tastes like blood left from blows you never landed

And all my affection is a swarm of duty and guilt

And this will destroy you and i will stand like a stranger

Who never adored you

So i lay in this bed beside your body

But miles of words and deeds lie in between

And should we brave that space to find each other

We'd have to meet the ghosts of our conceit

(We speak words to calm our ears

That all we loved was never there)

Every word that we've said

Fell so hard at our feet

Every move that we made

This should have been enough

And this fruit hangs so low

It just wants to let go

Oh, it swells with a poison

This used to be love

It should have been enough, oh

(Based on a short story by Kent Walter called Our Little Girl)