The Day Jamison Fell (one and a halfth draft... *laugh*)

[I can't decide if this is a second draft or just a revised first draft. Maybe they're the same. Haha. I don't know.]

Dearest, I write this for you again
As a constant reminder of the pitiful end
For the hundredth time, because you'll never care
So I never bothered to tell you

Maybe we're just naive here on the dimmer grass
But we never saw it coming, never heard you running
And we never felt you lying, though that's all you ever did
But love means you trust, at least on the dimmer grass

We promised so much to your care

You put the diamonds in a box and dug until it melted
All the while saying you'd keep it safe, you promised you'd keep me safe

I begged to be a sentiment
I begged to be anything at all
And you promised until you knew I'd trust
And you swore until I thought you couldn't fall
But you fell and you tore me down with you

I sing, but you'll never listen again
I speak, but you never believed a word I said
I live, but I'll never earn another glance
You can't swallow enough to ask for a second chance

You fell into the hole you'd been digging
The one that no one recognized
So you burned, and I burned, and I never ran
Because that's how we love here on the dimmer grass

You fell into the hole you'd been digging
My trust as the ground, your shovel being your lies
You fell into my grave you'd been digging
But not before you buried me alive

I would have stood by you until we fell
But I didn't expect you to push me down
Maybe we're just naive on the dimmer grass
But I'd have taken it for you if you'd only asked

I don't care if you see the error of your ways
If you refuse to face up to the horror I faced