Blame It On The Night

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Reynolds, ASCAP@2010


I watched you undress

In the sparkle of your new diamonds

I glimpsed your figure in the bathroom mirror

I knew how wrong I was.

You crisscrossed your breasts

On the edge of my bed

You cocked your head back

It was your smooth neck I grabbed

I felt your blood surge

When I pulled you down under

Through time and distance

You are the path of least resistance.


I still blame it on the night

This felt like an old crime

That we needed to hide (under heaven’s watchful eyes)

I blame it on the night

An old love disguised  

As a starry eyed new bride.


My hands knew the way

On this familiar ground

I tried to hide my stare but I could not

Your body still firm and round

What is this gift I’ve been presented with?

Only days after your well-meaning vows

What is this mischief we’ve concocted?

And why is this happening now?


I’ve run out of ways

To say I don’t love you anymore

I’ve exhausted every avenue for love

Even the women who left me before

I feel the lingering slow death of quiet restlessness

And the drive to keep moving on

To undisclosed locations you wouldn’t show your face in

And you suddenly appear missing pieces and alone. 


I felt your body go limp when I released my grip

I treated your empty shell like a Friday night whore

There’s no savior coming to absolve your sins

No more icons to kiss, no Jerusalem thorn.

And I pounded my chest on the edge of darkness

I repeated my words like a broken record

I struggled to the window and fell on the street

I left smile on the pavement for you to remember me.