Don't you, don't you wanna party?. Leave all the bullshit at the door.. Don't you, don't you wanna party?. Drink up so you don't have to think no more..
Disassemble every word Ive ever mumbled, I am sorry.. Youre the girl in a tale of harlotry and deprecation,. and Im the boy caught in this wave of you mean more than the air I breathe..
I felt alone. I put on my new shoes and hit the town. I still felt alone. I'm convinced everyone's built to be put down. . I had to say, I had to say.
Crumple up these dirty leaves.. Im getting too high to breathe.. And, as Im clutching lines in the street,. she just keeps text messaging me.. You dont even know what it means,.
I don't remember anything, I remember, I forget her. I don't remember anything, I remember, I forget her. I don't remember anything, I remember, I forget her.
Mind if I hold this hand over top of your heart,. as I search for a pulse somewhere amidst the dark?. Searching for a life form somewhere between the sheets,.
Are you running away from the truth in the work we never do?. As I twist myself out of sleep to face you. Will you please pick someone else?. . I am awkward, I am not myself.
Rose petals, rose petals, are falling, are falling,. crimson and cinnamon in color and texture.. These veins arent so skilled at holding their water,.
All the walls of your house. Were painted in deep blue. You're at that indecisive age. To choose colors that reflect you. . And everything and nothing.
Here I sit, so dorkishly inside this plastic lawn chair. Sandled feet clad to the balcony as Im taking in this Jersey air, and Im starting to think about a girl back home whos probably thinking about anything but me. Im starting to think theres nothing left for us, Im starting to think....
You take my life away. You take my life away. You take my life away. Life away, life away. . To break my life away. To break my life away. To break my life away.
Turn down your inhibitions tonight,. cave in, darling.. You just might be the only thing I need in life.. Turn down your anger,. I could follow you home,.
It felt cold inside. So we threw the radio onto the fire. It felt good to watch it. Burn away to nothing. . You said you felt weak. I hope its got nothing to do.
Curtain call,. this is the last stanza Ill write. inside of this notebook,. guarded by angel eyes.. With teardrops of crimson that fall from incisions..
I have to stop saying to be honest, its not a real defeat. To have to stop saying to be honest, its not a great defeat. No, no, no, not such a great defeat.
And the moon brings us back. I'm going back over to the islands. In between your smiles. There's a clue whether to scream or be silent. . And the wind blows sad and joyful.
Her wrists bleed just for the attention.. I sit back and watch with discretion. at this old film that I shot in wide-screen,. and in Hi-Def, but just for the love scenes..
You better brace yourself cause the word is action.. Just know youve inspired this vernacular.. A broken record is spinning in circles,. adding dramatics to her razor blade dances..
That age old look is in your face. It's been there awhile. Tries not to say. That you've had your day. . But you have a faith. That looks both ways. The look in your eyes.
Shawty, I need you to step away from the bar. 'Cause I'm under cardiac arrest from that kiss in your car. You traipse around the room like a gazelle. Putting rational thoughts in my head in jail.