Skip a Heartbeat

It feels like yesterday

I called you up and cried

Darling, I'm not coming home

You're the shade of grey

I've always loved and denied

But I'm not coming home

Are we really that confused

When our knuckles are bruised

Am I mad or merely had

Are we really that jaded

When the scars have faded

Are you scorn or merely torn

You never told me why

We're running out of time

How numbers speak of what I've done

But I don't dare defy

The clock's steady chime

I guess I'll make it if I run

Was it ever our fashion

To share the same passion

Is it hate or merely fate

That makes us skip a heartbeat

Every time our lips meet

Have we lost at our own cost