Misused Muse by Leigh Ann Schmidt published on 2020-01-01T03:45:37Z Your words are so hollow There's no ground inside your earth While the roots of my affection Lie shallow from their thirst You sing poetic love songs While barring up your heart And then you write lyrics Whenever we're apart How many lies will you tell yourself As I'm sliding down your wall? How many times can my heart break And stop beating at all? And the words, would they burn If they left those pretty lips? Like the frost when you touch me With your frozen finger tips We used to be a river, A steady flow of hope and truth But now I'm drowning in this ocean of silence You put between me and you How many lies will you tell yourself As I'm sliding down your wall? How many times can my heart break And stop beating at all? You sing to me so sweetly And dig way down in my soul Then you drag me to your altar And you pierce me with your bow Your gone before the sunrise And I wake alone to find The simple thought of loving you Was only in my mind How many lies will you tell yourself As I'm sliding down your wall? How many times can my heart break And stop beating at all? So, quote your scribes and poets While you're bleeding out my heart But this used, abused and misused muse Is done playing her part Genre Folk & Singer-Songwriter
