Sunday, October 22, 2006
You're gone.
I can hear ticking clocks,
Running rampant in me.
taking steps back through the words i should've said to you
they all got lost
you went away well
i feel sick and you just don't care anymore
anymore
hours to be with you
minutes of me in you
and i can't feel this happening so tie my hands back
and make me feel you coming down
coming down...
and you don't care your face is on a billboard
and you're everywhere
you don't care much for interviews
you're gone you're gone you're gone you're gone
you're gone you're gone you're gone you're gone away
if you don't like being hurt then please don't stay
it's hard to wave goodbye from aeroplanes
when i just don't think that you can see i taper off
and say its never worth the pain but sometimes it is.
-
i kiss your neck
i feel you breathing on my shoulder s
till i'm perfect
it must be you cause now it's over
i was so close
that was the most that i have ever been through
now old cassettes and cigarettes
will be the ones to save you
how can you ask for me to stay when all you ever do is go?
just go.
It must exhausting to lose your own game,
But you wouldn't call me when you're sober.
12:12 PM