in a twilight ember, you soared
through the night sky
through my window
landing on my thighs
you never knew the power of your words
wasted them on minutes with your friends
i wanted every inch of you
until the very end
you're on the other line
with another voice
someone else who's probably your other option
and i'm not much of a choice
although just in time you would've been the perfect guy
i guess i'm just wasting hours
thinking you'd love me again
i'm the one that's in power
i could be scathing, scornful, or worse
hang you up by your feet
watching you gasp for air
begging for your life, it's up to me
i could cut you loose
feed you to the wolves
where you're someone else's issue
wish you'd disappear and i wouldn't miss you
although just in time you would've been the perfect guy
i guess i'm just wasting hours
thinking you'd love me again
i'm the one that's in power