Fallout
Quietly, he looked over his shoulder, and spoke, "you've got a lot riding on you these days."
And she looked him up and down, slowly, purposefully, and said to him, "I think you've got me mixed up with someone else."
But he knows the truth is that at night she tattoos the words of all the people who lied to her on her lips. Her tongue is just a tombstone that's etched with the broken hearts she's had to leave behind.
So you know, never is a good time for an intervention.
Everything has been said before in words I can't make flow as smoothly.
I think that walls are meant to keep us blind to everything else going on around us, because if we are in a room, we're isolated, and the world doesn't exist. Do any of us really exist in this empty little town?
We're just whispers of memories that never really happened.
You're just some memory of a person I once knew. Maybe not even that. Maybe I'm wrong to think that you were ever there.
I'm an addict for the moment.
And she looked him up and down, slowly, purposefully, and said to him, "I think you've got me mixed up with someone else."
But he knows the truth is that at night she tattoos the words of all the people who lied to her on her lips. Her tongue is just a tombstone that's etched with the broken hearts she's had to leave behind.
So you know, never is a good time for an intervention.
Everything has been said before in words I can't make flow as smoothly.
I think that walls are meant to keep us blind to everything else going on around us, because if we are in a room, we're isolated, and the world doesn't exist. Do any of us really exist in this empty little town?
We're just whispers of memories that never really happened.
You're just some memory of a person I once knew. Maybe not even that. Maybe I'm wrong to think that you were ever there.
I'm an addict for the moment.