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| I recently listened to a song on my old playlist.This time of night I could call you up
I'd get angry with athletic ease
Break common laws in twos and threes
If I die clutching your photograph don't call me boring it's just cause I like you
Oh, take me on back, take me on back, take me back
To the place where I could feel your heart
Is this the end
Or just the start of something really, really beautiful
Wrapped up and disguised
As something really really ugly?
Won't you...
Come by and see me, I'm a love-letter away
I'd break your name before I'd say:
"I really love you, loved you,"
Now I don't care if you saw
I watched every inch of film flash across your roman features
And I loved it, loved it
No, I don't care if...
You think I'm eager to shut your eyes
Well, I'm sorry everybody knows you can't break me
With your gutter prose
Would you believe it? She sent me a letter
The ring, it nearly weighs her down
She's got another boy, oh boy
Steady your ears, steady your ears and read my lips
Poetry is not a luxury, it's how I break this home
And when I'm really ill, won't you cradle me?
Man is not a noble animal but maybe woman is
Remember, I heard you...
Inside your room you said:
"You never really live until your back's against the wall,"
Oh, did you really mean it?
No, I never break my gaze, if just to see the scar
Remain reflected in your eyes
I think it's time to go home
Oh, tell me your thoughts
Tell me your thoughts on liberty
See there's a place where I sink to sleeping
She said:
"Oh, my vote is as red as my blood,"
Will you join me for another round?
I haven't had the chance to speak yet
Godspeed...
I break the law once every week to feel your touch
What's a book to you in bed?
Do you feel better? Older?
This just makes me ill
Your name is dripping from my pen
Still, you're not around to curse
I'll drop the gun now
I'm still under you
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep tonight
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep
Just shut your eyes, burn the past
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep tonight
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep
Just shut your eyes and burn the past away
I think of all songs I've listened to lately,
this one would best describe what I'd like to say.
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| Legal.So I'm using today to make a decision. I don't even know if I should expect anything from you, but if what I'm thinking will happen does in fact turn out that way, then you can expect me to give up then and there. You did it last year and you can do it again. Please break my heart so I can move on with my life already.
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| Hi Xanga!So I've been alternating posts between this and my blogger. Yeah, I guess that sort of makes me a blog whore. Nah, I like the word pimp. I am a blog pimp. Errr, I'm at Ben's house right now, and the boys are playing video games. Hold on, Paul's about to tell us how Jimi Hendrix died... "He was in an ambulance, and he was puking... and he choked on his own puke." You learn something new everyday. So, I've been... okay. Not amazing, but not bad. Not bad at all. I don't know if what I'm about to type is going to make sense, but I've been feeling this way for a really long time. So, I've been doing fine for a while now, but I still feel like something's missing. It's sort of like there's this void there, and I don't know what I can do to fill it. I really wish I knew what it was. Ehhh. Whatever. It'll show up sooner or later. I guess I just have to wait for now. At least I've got my friends - they're all I really need, and I'm glad that I can say that they're always going to be there for me no matter what. Okay, I can't really think of much else to say, so I'll leave it at that. Adios. | | |
| Damn.Things will never be the same. | | |
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