Why you messing around with me. pushing me away. Values are changing. but I can't get caught in it today. We won't loose/with what got. 'cause we'll just fool sit and watch it all rot!.
When your "golden days". are "that was just a phase...". Lose yourself to reminisce. Pictures and innocence. Try to remember when you felt free and. The smiles.
Youve watched me unfold.. And ive watched you, a still and quiet picture.. Painted over a thousand times, you hide your face to save your name.. To hide it all away from the world..
FUCK. A great word for a great world.. Like each clue, just not getting through.. I spoke to you in yawns,. with sweaty palms.. All the kids swearing forever,.
I took a shot at the world. And I missed (amo te'). Traded my bow for a new year's kiss. Broken arrows and loveless wrists. Tell "J.C." I'm dying in Mass.
Dear eastern prom. I know what's wrong.... But it's suicide eyes. That wrote this song. For all I'm worth. Writer's block is a bitch. Words falling like bricks.
I ran through. Storm stained city streets. Paved with pain. To bring these roses to you. And with sore throat insecurity. You pulled the thorns. From my bleeding side.
Bizzy - That's right, that's right. LDB.. LDB - What's happenin'?. Bizzy - Romeo.. Romeo - What's up?. Bizzy - Batman.. Batman - Yo yo Bizzy.. Bizzy - That's right..
I just want the world to know - You've got me at an all time low.. But I wrote the song that broke your fucking heart.. I'm caught up in 'no sleep' and I nod my head with every tear but they're still drowning me..
Whatever this becomes. Whatever words I say. We are the fortunate ones.... And when the days are done. I won't forget. All I see in you and me. Is a light in the dark of humanity.
The future could be ours or it could just be yours. We could just be walking closer to closed doors. It was spoken then broken, we're hoping arms are open.
You're stabbing the backs. of the ones that are holding you up. And maybe it doesn't matter. but it just seems so clear to me. that they don't care that it hurts to breathe.
You and me equals me (add it). I am one life minus one. And it is my math to do. So fuck you. . (And you don't understand 'we'. because you don't understand me).
Let me say that I know when I should be confessing. I'm counting everything- my change and blessings. Chemists cursed me imbalanced. I ran through the streets until my legs gave in.
I was counting. The good things about this city. The only good thing is you are not here. When you're around it. Makes it hard to be what I need to be.
Sitting only cause I couldn't stand to. walk much further under black skies with watered eyes. I was watching the tide rolling in. and I was thinking I should move from here and start again.
This is the soundtrack. To saying goodbye. We are making out. With desperate days. So turn the volume up high. (You love it). God bless repeat - play nights.
Looking back over my shoulder. I can see that look in your eye. I never dreamed it could be over. I never wanted to say goodbye. . Looking back over my shoulder.