I miss you...

 imissyouimissyouimissyou.

 

 

 

 

Your picture is starting to get strained.

Would I be misunderstood if I sang my soul out to you, till I choke out my last words?

 

 

I'll sing, let it all out. How we tried to make things work, how much I valued our relationship.

sensation;despair;love
My last hopes are down dusty and stored away for the good times.

I'll come back to the picture of us, by the fire with the books of sarcasm.
And tell my children "this man was truly beautiful"

 

 

 

Would I be misunderstood, if I said you were beautiful?

You were beautiful, you were.
I'll tell them that I miss you, I miss you, I miss you.

 

(but...)

 

Things change, love grows cold, and people forget what love and life is truly about...

 

         You abandoned me & I hope it haunts you.
The fire, I hope it tears you apart.
So you'll see how much I go through.

 

Would I be misunderstood if I said that I hope you rot?

 

(but…)

 

 I misunderstand myself, a lot these days.

Mix emotions/lost love/lost hope/

 

..do you know what it feels like to lay at night and wish you would just vanish?