I Ain't the Broken Hearted

I know on the outside
I look so calm and together
but inside you will never know
what a wreck I am,
a tornado spinning round
kicking up high winds
and tearing me asunder,
but don't think that means
I will fall away, fall apart
because my strength overrides
the pain.

Now I find myself stranded
between two different worlds
in one I see you waiting there
and in the other I walk alone,
but it is left to you to decide
just which way I will go,
because no longer am I chasing
after fool hardy dreams,
so will you beckon me forth
or let it all just fade away.

No longer will I be your Atlas
holding everything on my own,
I won't court to half made
distant promises while waiting,
a dutiful Penelope, so you better
decide what you want me to do,
will you just wither away living
among broken bottles and old sorrows,
or have you got the hunger like the
wolf to drag me back home.

Don't think I won't just walk
away if you aren't willing to
take a stand so if you want me to
stay you better be ready to
hunt me down with your nose
to the ground, and no mercy
let show.

So you better arm yourself
and come after me with everything
you have, because I am past the point
of pleading and my patience is at its end,
now it is your battle to win or loose
and prove that you crave me ever as
much as I was in heat for you.