leaning on vast emptiness

Jun 29, 2004 20:49

maybe this will make it all better, a glass full of hope..hold the scotch. take it in and just swallow.
spend the time on your own, burn the bridges just to make sure. leave the scene because theres nothing there worth taking home.
i like your game of play along, just making it up as we continue to fool each other with well thought of words and lines from songs.
im a fool but i wouldnt want to be anything else because if this stops now, i know i would be nothing at all.
hands off soldier, shes looking my way now, please dont try to block her view.
i cant fight you off today, but i can write something about you tomorrow.
i'll leave a paper on your doorstep, with my sadistic mind working at best written on it.
my doubt sticks out in my words, its empty i know, but you fall for them every time.
i can almost taste you in air, when your on the other side breathing in so loudly.
maybe we'll come clean in the end, on our death beds, admitting that we knew we didnt fit in together.

and how we both didnt mind at all.
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