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I heard your voice among the others
that seemed to burn me alive.
Come to me and tell me
I’m not crazy to listen to voices
like the ones in my head.
When breaking up was easy,
I listened to what other people
keeps on telling me to do.
Forever seems like a fantasy
with the people I’ve listened to.
Your voice was the one thing
that held me closer to the end.
It made me cry knowing
we couldn’t have what we wanted.
But it makes me wonder,
if things were different to begin with.
All the voices in my head
repeating the same things
I’ve heard what you said to my face.
You strummed my red guitar
just to change the conversation.
You knew I didn’t like to talk
about the things I’ve done
in the past with other boys.
Starry skies in the night
and pastel pink jumpers
to keep the cold out the door.
Strawberry ice cream
with two silver spoons.
It was a way to keep
San Francisco Bay colder
than Chicago in your eyes.
Could I hear a much better man?
They’re just voices anyway
nothing more than just a voice
for me to listen to
whenever I’m lost at sea.
But the voices destroyed
the person I was before
you came into the picture.
The voices tend to linger
on and on about the things
I never wanted for myself.
I’m an actress but not the one
you see on the silver screen.
I’m an actress whose voice
gets muted by the men
that surrounds her.
I held back my power
because I thought
that’s what the people wanted
from a girl like me.
But out of the ordinary,
I saw a phoenix ready
to take flight once again.