Saturday, 09 August 2008
you're all that i hoped I'd find in every single way
and everything i would give is everything you couldn't take
I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it.
And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and
you scream about it. I hope your conscience eats
at you, and you can't breathe without me.
There's nothing more dangerous, than a bad boy with charm.
The stars are aligned, but they dont align for us.
Excuse me, for I am the ocean, and I will starve
for you. Will you know how to stay brave? Such
fragile moments we share. You are my everything,
even with nothing to say.
cause if you jump, i will jump too. we will fall together from the building's ledge. never looking back at what we've done. we'll say it was love. cause i would die for you on skyway avenue. where are your guts to fly? soaring through, through the night. and if you take that last step, i'll follow you. leave the edge and fly. we're finally alive.
I thought I was going to forget you but I was wrong. I thought I was getting over you but it's been a lie for so long. I thought I'd be able to hate you but it's something I can't do. No matter where I go or what I do, I'm still in love with you.
he saved me, in every way
a person can be saved.
It’s not just the same as it was before. Now it’s different, altered. Like when you scrape your knee and you get a scar, but then the scar fades so much no one can see it but you. But you know where it is. Because you remember what caused it.
should've said something but I've said it enough
by the way my words were faded
rather waste some time with you..
I think I made it a game to play your game and let myself cry.
I buried myself alive on the inside, so I could shut you out, and let you go away for a long time.
small simple safe price
rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets
this is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals
and i'm not afraid to die
im not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight
i want the pain of payment
whats left but a section of pigmy sized cuts
much like a slue of a thousand unwanted fucks
would you be my little cut
would you be my thousand fucks
and make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid
to fill and spill over and under my thoughts
I thought I was going to forget you but I was wrong.
I thought I was getting over you but it's been a lie for so long.
I thought I'd be able to hate you but it's something I can't do.
No matter where I go or what I do, I'm still in love with you.
who am i to say you loved me,
i don't know anything at all
who am i to say you need me.
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