rain.

remember when we kissed in the rain?
remember when our feelings didn't stay the same?
you sat there and you smiled while my mind ran wild,
you took us and burned it in the flames.
what a shame, what a shame.

as i inhale deep and fog my brain,
is this the man that i became?
sitting alone a midst pale skin tones,
wishing for myself that i could make a name.
what a shame, what a shame.

to regain that feeling blood pumping through my veins,
to contain my mind of all thoughts inhumane,
only time will tell for my dear mademoiselle,
a theatrical life full of nothing but stage names.
what a shame, what a shame, what a shame.