Mar 04, 2006 19:48
Nothing like a little bit of carissa's wierd on a dark and gloomy day
"everything no one knows
you should be hated here by now
this was the prettiest lie that i told tonight
it's been the prettiest lie that i told all year
the unmade bed inside the room
where i don't feel comfortable at all
where blankets stare at me for hours
and i stare right back so self righteously
(it could be now
and i don't feel proud
i'm so sorry now
i'm sorry now)
and it all comes down to composure that's been lost
when it all comes down to composure that's been lost"