I never said i'd take this lying down...
Your grace in his face, his palms on your chest, your lips on his neck & my heart at its best.
September never stays this cold and I know exactly why this is, because there's no on I'd rather spend my life with unless it's you. But I love the way your eyes sparkle right before you lie as I slowly hurt to fall again. (Again…)
You can make me happy but I still know you're sad. To return all my phone calls I wish you never had. I am so pleased to see you, even though it hurts. But lets face it there's nothing more than I want but to get back together and return to what we have.
She says, "Stop, stop, I don't want to talk about this." (About this…)
This is the way that it has to be. This is the way for your philosophies. This is the way to be happy with yourself. This is the way to the ending, the way to be happy, the way to be sad, the way to beginning, the cause of our mad, the way to be lonely, the way to our death. The chaos, the mayhem, but the cause of regret.
Will you tell everyone, about a broken kiss? (And will you regret,)
Or will just forget everything that was said. (Every kiss that was said.)
comment.
September never stays this cold and I know exactly why this is, because there's no on I'd rather spend my life with unless it's you. But I love the way your eyes sparkle right before you lie as I slowly hurt to fall again. (Again…)
You can make me happy but I still know you're sad. To return all my phone calls I wish you never had. I am so pleased to see you, even though it hurts. But lets face it there's nothing more than I want but to get back together and return to what we have.
She says, "Stop, stop, I don't want to talk about this." (About this…)
This is the way that it has to be. This is the way for your philosophies. This is the way to be happy with yourself. This is the way to the ending, the way to be happy, the way to be sad, the way to beginning, the cause of our mad, the way to be lonely, the way to our death. The chaos, the mayhem, but the cause of regret.
Will you tell everyone, about a broken kiss? (And will you regret,)
Or will just forget everything that was said. (Every kiss that was said.)
comment.