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fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore.
she loves salting my wounds,
yes, she enjoys nothing more.
i bleed confidence from deep within my guts now.
i'm the king of this pity party with jewel encrusted crown.
i wanna tear apart your room
to see if what you say is true.
darling, don't you lie to me.
i wanna break into your heart
to see why you want us apart.
oh, i'm scared to death to find out what you think of me.
we were born and raised the same way,
so what gives you the right to say:
'at least i'm not a liar,
at least i'm not a cheat.'
at least i don't care what these goddamn mindless people think of me.
ten bucks says you don't have it in you--
to conquer fear and quit believing what they tell you to.
you are careening shamelessly into oblivion.
you will live alone with your chemicals and gin.
in a romantic fashion,
i will experiment with my fear right before her eyes
and every smile that's unveiled will be soaked
in my nervous charm
then i'll say,
"is everything alright?
there's been a few things i've been meaning
to let go of tonight"
and she will say,
"everything's just fine,
so you can put an end to your worrying mind"
and then our lips will collide.
the august sky will then bare witness
to a brand new chapter with torn up pages
when the planets align, i can feel the gates opening
to my courage
as i proceed to run my fingers through her hair
and forget everyone who's jaded,
cause they don't matter
and i don't care.
in a confident fashion,
i will admit my deepest and darkest to her
and every gaze across the table
will send my unsuspecting body into shock.
then i'll say,
"would you like to go inside?
and forget the world and the rules
by which we are to abide"
and she will say,
"there's nothing i want more"
as we step into the room,
turn off the lights and close the door.
brash and hopeful
that my luck won't perish tonight
and when the overcast tries to kill me,
it's your slow motion rain
that falls warm on my neck, keeping me alive.
consider this song a testament
of my devotion to your sacharrine scent
and to be completely honest,
you're not like all the rest.
she loves salting my wounds,
yes, she enjoys nothing more.
i bleed confidence from deep within my guts now.
i'm the king of this pity party with jewel encrusted crown.
i wanna tear apart your room
to see if what you say is true.
darling, don't you lie to me.
i wanna break into your heart
to see why you want us apart.
oh, i'm scared to death to find out what you think of me.
we were born and raised the same way,
so what gives you the right to say:
'at least i'm not a liar,
at least i'm not a cheat.'
at least i don't care what these goddamn mindless people think of me.
ten bucks says you don't have it in you--
to conquer fear and quit believing what they tell you to.
you are careening shamelessly into oblivion.
you will live alone with your chemicals and gin.
in a romantic fashion,
i will experiment with my fear right before her eyes
and every smile that's unveiled will be soaked
in my nervous charm
then i'll say,
"is everything alright?
there's been a few things i've been meaning
to let go of tonight"
and she will say,
"everything's just fine,
so you can put an end to your worrying mind"
and then our lips will collide.
the august sky will then bare witness
to a brand new chapter with torn up pages
when the planets align, i can feel the gates opening
to my courage
as i proceed to run my fingers through her hair
and forget everyone who's jaded,
cause they don't matter
and i don't care.
in a confident fashion,
i will admit my deepest and darkest to her
and every gaze across the table
will send my unsuspecting body into shock.
then i'll say,
"would you like to go inside?
and forget the world and the rules
by which we are to abide"
and she will say,
"there's nothing i want more"
as we step into the room,
turn off the lights and close the door.
brash and hopeful
that my luck won't perish tonight
and when the overcast tries to kill me,
it's your slow motion rain
that falls warm on my neck, keeping me alive.
consider this song a testament
of my devotion to your sacharrine scent
and to be completely honest,
you're not like all the rest.