Tis too painful to
do and experience as you may already know if you have fallen in love with
romance and career unless your heart is made of steel
There is no other way
to express the pain and frustration than telling you plainly, the truth as it
hurts
My head in a vise only
expresses my objectified pain and suffering like no other emotion as my words
are just a bunch of senseless blurts
The romance was doomed
from the moment I met you, standing there in all your beauty and glory
There was no way I
could be free and at the same time be with you, it could by no means be a never-ending
story
My career
skyrocketed as the day was long and the pay was abundantly generous, but knowingly,
missing you would make me sad and blue
I couldn’t have
asked for a more complex moment to decide which one it was I wanted most
And wouldn’t you
know it, the boss said it can’t wait as he wanted me to fly now, way over to
the west coast
Knowing I can’t
have both and that no matter how hard I attempted or try to hold onto my boo
The most powerful
component, gluttony, took over and caused me to choose the job over you
Time did not allow
me to make up my mind, the way my heart was telling me to think
And herein lies
the problem, for the pain inside me, is knowing the truth, I will never see you
again
Cause I am being awfully
selfish and rather be me, than see you in my plan, not knowing when I could see
you again as I close my eyes and blink
In lost time and painful
reflection, my changeability and mindset took toll and I was missing you so bad
Every day I was
awake, as I woke up to go to work feeling oh so lonely and sad
Shaking my head,
talking to myself and saying don’t make any excuses and do not living with any
regret
My heart kept
aching as it was breaking, as your sweet smile and memory I could never forget
And with every
empty moment in time, the voices of us being together come back
So instead of
walking with my head in the clouds, my head was in vise
Sometime back, I remember
a friend telling me the truth, and giving me advice
She said if you
love her, you choose love over greed rather than the desire to succeed
But if your mind
is set on making the big time, then it is time for you to move ahead
Sitting here with
a splitting headache with a vise clamping down on my head
I should have
walked away from greed, I should not have wanted so badly
So here I am,
alone in my platinum covered with glass penthouse pad
Knowing it was the
wrong message for my heart and my head when looking back at what I have become
And suffering
daily with an existing mental concept that I want you back
I am crying out
loud now, suffering the consequences of my head tightly twisted and feeling very
bad
I try to convince
myself it’s all in my head and that I am not really feeling so sad
Ignoring the
totality and facts, that I have fallen off my perch up there in my penthouse
pad
Making the lushly
green colored money and knowing it’s all in my overprized head
I can feel the instability
and pain appear again, as a solo tear falls from my eye down my cheek
Thinking how my
life has turned into darkness with my broken heart feeling oh so blue and bleak
Working hard on trying
to explain this metaphor of my head being inside a vise driving me mad
I toss and turn
each night I think of you, as I lay still here in my exaggerated lonely king size
bed
But no matter how
hard I try or cry to leave your memory or face behind, the vise is still tightly
wrapped around my head
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