mr. brightside

its all in the motion.
the motion that pushes her away from me.
moving away.
moving further to his arms.
moving towards the starboard side of the boat.
only to jump overboard.
to be consumed by the waves of time.
the waves that change her whole being.
changing her perspective of me.
why did she have to go?
i was doing just fine until she came along.
it all started with a kiss.
how did it end up like this?
it was only a kiss.

now they are going to bed.
and my stomach feels sick.
and its all in my head.

BUT

shes touching his chest.
and hes taking off her dress.
LET ME GO!
i just can't look, it's killing me.
and taking control.

jealousy. jealousy.
im choking on your alibi for letting me go.
i guess this is the price i pay

im mr. brightside.