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To The Man Who Tugs On My Heart Strings
Is there something up? Something I desperately need to hear?
Are you calling because you miss me? You want me to come home?
Were you just drunk and bored, feeling a little more than alone?
Were you remembering the good times, as I do every night?
Did you get heated again after remembering the last fight?
Were you calling to tell me to get my stuff out of your place?
Maybe you finally wanted to tell me that you don't need any more space..
I noticed you look healthier too, almost at a normal weight.
Your friends seem really happy with you, and you seem happy with yourself.
For all the things you've lost in life, you've gained in personal wealth.
I miss a lot of things about you, Not sure if you were aware.
From the tattoos on your back to the way you brush your hair.
I like how there's two sides to you, And neither are in line.
You're a fire-breathing drunk, and a lover in my mind.
You wonder why it's only whores who let you get some action.
You have no sense of communication, you don't want anyone to know you.
You won't let anyone inside your head, in fear of what they might do.
You refuse to believe that anyone could understand the way you feel.
Or that somebody could have good intentions, to help your heart heal.
You refuse to see the bright side, the right side OR the inside.
It's always about you, until the day that you die.
It's something that I've felt since shortly after that show.
You were so different to me, separate from the rest.
You made me want to be myself, and always look my best.
I talked about you all the time to everyone I knew.
You stuck to my fucking mind like you were super glue.
You were tough as nails, quick to decide and follow through.
You protect every investment, skeptical 'til proven true.
You're the only solution I've ever found to feeling unsafe at night.
And honestly, the sex.. It's the best thing I've ever craved.
You slowed me down and made me feel it, and I felt it all day.
You showed me what it's like to enjoy an older man's hands
How to tease, how to please, and how to voice my demands.
You truly do intrigue me, even to this very day.
After all the years I've known you, I still don't know what to say.
You stood up for me back when you hardly knew me at all.
And for that I can thank you. For everything, Paul.
I don't know what the future could possibly bring.
But until then you're still the man, tuggin' at my heart strings.
