(no subject)
i'm losing my head
but in the end it always comes to this, doesn't it sweetheart?
perfection followed by the inevitable does he love me and all hereafters
all afterthoughts and sullen sulking voices
it comes down to this, it does
it comes to me
on my own and wondering
and you
plagued by your own longings
is this how it ends, love?
strung out and far away
consoled only through uncomfortable silences
that string through the telephone wire
what i'm trying to say is
i'm out of my mind
i miss you
i don't know you
and i don't know how much more of this i can take
but in the end it always comes to this, doesn't it sweetheart?
perfection followed by the inevitable does he love me and all hereafters
all afterthoughts and sullen sulking voices
it comes down to this, it does
it comes to me
on my own and wondering
and you
plagued by your own longings
is this how it ends, love?
strung out and far away
consoled only through uncomfortable silences
that string through the telephone wire
what i'm trying to say is
i'm out of my mind
i miss you
i don't know you
and i don't know how much more of this i can take