Apr 23, 2008 00:13
Is everyone sleeping?
Cause that clock must be broken and its gotta be five or five thirty by now.
Its always cold in this room and they probably want blankets,
I should probably play host tonight, but I'm off to bed. I've got two cups of water.
One's for her, maybe two cause she hates waking up tasting cotton.
And the last thing I want is for her to feel miserable. Like me.
This is a bad night for walking, even the hallway is spinning
as I feel my way to the door in the back where she's changing her clothes.
And I'm all about me.
And I'm never going to find someone.
I'm just pretending you're something I need.
You could be anything with any smile, it all feels the same, there are no streetlights where I'm going.
And everyone's disgusting. And they're all getting paid to keep the scholarship and fucking
on the side has "never hurt that." "Besides, the wine was really strong, and my friends sort of made me."
But they can't get us now. That door locks. Hoping that sunrise never comes. And as soon as this chord hits,
don't be shocked when I lose it.
PS - ha, I have an LJ?