Death Bed - drama

Based On: Tolerate It by Taylor Swift

I smile my way through the playful fights

The older I get, I don't have a choice

Years ago I was your partner in crime

Should I hire a defense who still has the guts to fight

Secret island visits and threatening storms

Open casket wishes, the look of your work

On my death bed drowning in regrettable grief

No time left to reverse it, I'll have the last word instead

My minds' a maze and every turn I make is false

Your hands that guided me turned into claws

You clung onto every bit of life I had left

Now I'm the ghost of your past haunting the table by your bed

Secret island visits and threatening storms

Open casket wishes, the look of your work

On my death bed drowning in regrettable grief

No time left to reverse it, I'll have the last word instead

You sit at the head of the table

And critique every ivy filled ruse

Have I become so repulsive

That the only answer is a bruise

Under my shallow eyes, there's no more feeling of remorse

It was taken away from me at the end of the applause

Secret island visits and threatening storms

Open casket wishes, the look of your work

On my death bed drowning in regrettable grief

No time left to reverse it, I'll have the last word instead. 

-Neha Bhende