Apocalypse

My First lyrics written entirely by me, to a girl who was more effort than she's worth, Justine Coleman, I imagine the music to be something like Paramore's Let The Flames Begin.

Listen to me, girl
This is our Apocalypse
The end of the line
No more fighting for this
Your resistance is too strong
My back broken against your wall

You came from nowhere
Then in every moment
Part of my soul, and the key to it
Where you my sister, or something more?
Closer than any friend
You're breath created a man

This is it, our Apocalypse
The end of the line

You introduced me to the Nazerene,
John and The Rose
On bended knee
You promised to always be a part of that
And I believed you...

This is it, our Apocalypse
The end of the line

I gave all I could to you
You meant that much
But I didn't....I was forgotten
Whenever someone better
Felt your thigh

This is it, our Apocalypse
The end of the line

Girl, we fought because you took
Something from deep down
Between the marrow and the spirit
Or really because you still mean a lot
The flying objects never hit you
Because they were never aimed at you

This it, our Apocalypse
The end of the line
No more fighting for us
May your will be done
It never was to fix the past

Besides I can't do it anymore
Even if I wanted to
No more fighting for this
Your resistance is to strong
My back broken against your wall

Listen girl, how was I meant to know
We both had the same will
To return to our Genesis
What it was meant to be
Not what it became

This is it, our Apocalypse
The end of the line
No more fighting for us
Neither resisting

This is our Apocalypse
The end of the line
No more fighting for this
Neither resisting
The wall supporting the back