your eyes are bi polar, i'll pick the lesser of the evils
your giving me reasons to lie
and reasons to stay alive
as pitiful as a mainstream life
guess again its too late , for apologies under the door matt
i wont check if its there again, why strain my back for useless contact
my eyes can't see that far, down a hallway so gone, i'm left out
from the others alone in a shadow, against the glass from the broken windows
this is my home tonight ,
now my only shelter , is a pen lost in the paper
the ink keeps me dry, as long as it doesn't get rained out tonight
leaves stuff my pillows, instead of thoughts of uncomfortable feathers
the grass will be my sheets, trees will keep me warm through the weather
the envelope will be my heat, opened up from your romantic letters
and reasons to stay alive
as pitiful as a mainstream life
guess again its too late , for apologies under the door matt
i wont check if its there again, why strain my back for useless contact
my eyes can't see that far, down a hallway so gone, i'm left out
from the others alone in a shadow, against the glass from the broken windows
this is my home tonight ,
now my only shelter , is a pen lost in the paper
the ink keeps me dry, as long as it doesn't get rained out tonight
leaves stuff my pillows, instead of thoughts of uncomfortable feathers
the grass will be my sheets, trees will keep me warm through the weather
the envelope will be my heat, opened up from your romantic letters