Emotional Landmines

am/fm dreams

So you stopped coming round
Your heart buried in the ground
It’s a shock, it’s a scene
You never say what you mean

Emotional landmines
You can see the stop signs
But you’re not slowing down
One foot on the trip line
And the words fly
Like bullets from your mouth

So you’re still running round
With the losers in this town
It’s a shock, it’s a shame
You never win at your own game

And the radio hums
Never hear what you want
Just the same tired song
Of how it all ended wrong