you hit me with the truth & i was hoping for a bus.

I like DEAD END signs they're kind, they at least have the decency to let you know you're going no where

please put the doctor on the phone cause i'm not making any sense.

and true, it may seem like a stretch but it's thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you're away and i am missing you to death

"its just so hard to see a friend hurt so much. Especially when you can't do anything except "be there". I want to make him stop hurting, but i cant. So I just follow him around whenever he wants to show me his world."

&& you can hate all you want , but you cant break the girl who thinks nothing of you

go ahead & keep your distance its only a matter of time until you'll come crawling right back to me

i know all about your reputation And now it's bound to be a heartbreak situation But I can't help it if I'm helpless Every time that I'm with you.
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am the new cancer never looked better and you can't stand it because you say so under your breath you're reading lips, 'when did she get all confident'

Can feel you all around me Thickening the air I'm breathing Holding on to what I'm feeling Savoring this heart that's healing

There's only so many chances that you get to do something that's this important. Now I'd rather sink than swim. Sewer grates keep spitting up their steam exhaling all the broken dreams I've flushed away.

plastic stars in our private galaxy synthpop stars come and play a show for me

I miss my best friend, cheap cigars, stupid kids, & movie stars..

We scream our insecurities but mutter our apologies, and that's why this world will always be so wrong.

sing me your pretty melodies with your electric guitar pretty please with the volume so loud the whole house is rocking close your eyes & let the music DO THE TALKiNG //

Flashes of brilliance A multi-textured dance Moments of clarity But it's already over. Dont tell me that its over. Dont give up on you and me. Cause theres no such thing as hopless

Misdirected once again & I landed on my face. A sweet shot of you; Followed by a bitter chase
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