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I love the way you reach down my throat,
and pull my heart straight out.
I love the way you tug the strings,
and make my emotions shout.
I love t..
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I'm glad,
really.
It's cool that no longer are there
doubts,
insecurities,
or stupid mistakes being made on purpose.
I'm glad that now, there is..
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You know that i'm sorry, really, for everything.
You know that i'm lonely and i'm praying for anything.
Something to say, or something to sing,
som..
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It's just these nights I have nothing but a dark, empty house,
but no room to breath.
I just don't understand.
I just don't understand.
I feel lik..
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Short and sweet.
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Maybe I am a speechless impersonator.
Maybe I am the all speaking, all knowing bullshit con artist you've come to know as jesus.
Maybe I am so beyon..
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It's funny how I never fail to ruin great things.
It's funny how it's not even a choice,
and I know I don't have to do these things but sometimes I ..
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You say the worst things at the worst times,
and I don't even dare question your alibis.
I may not know if it's the truth, or a consecutive chain of..
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I'm starting to feel really left out of things again.
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Self explainatory.
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