Dec 04, 2005 10:57
“You clean up good, kid” (in the morning)
I wish I were at least ok enough from the start (but I’m not)
Wishing you were here (but more so that I was there instead)
Trade me your life for something better
(Something found on E! True Hollywood Story.
Something I can tivo just for fun)
I’m ok (when I know that I can look over my shoulder)
And you’re there (just watching me)
Trying to figure me out
That secret smirk (that’s pulling at my lips is all for you)
I wish you could crawl into my head
(Maybe then everything would begin to make sense)
You’re punctuating your sentences with lol’s and lmfao’s
(I’m not smiling and you’re not laughing)
Here’s to hoping we’ll make it
(Even if we don’t, I’ll still fake it)