Going to a haunted house together with
you
Holding your hand as we walk on
throughYou let out cries of fright and surprise
And then you turn to me
And ask why am I so calm
What scares me
Is not vampires, monsters or things
that go bump in the nightWhat scares me the most
Is not having you in my life
What scares me
Is the possibility you could leave me
Mad scientists don’t scare me as much
as you do
And the walking undead are kind of
cuteThe witches cackle above their cauldrons making potions and spells
But the only spell that scares me is the one you’ve cast on me
If you were to leave could I still really be
What scares me
Is not vampires, monsters or things
that go bump in the nightWhat scares me the most
Is not having you in my life
What scares me
Is the possibility you could leave me
The fake gore on the floor put you out
of ease
You grabbed my hand tighter and said
hurry pleaseThe reaper seemed to jump out at you
As you jump a step back
The dead rising from the grave
Gave you a fright
But why should I be scared
Because I know I’m going home with you tonight
What scares me
Is not vampires, monsters or things
that go bump in the nightWhat scares me the most
Is not having you in my life
What scares me
Is the possibility you could leave me
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