Jan 07, 2005 11:18
these are the things that make it seem like we're breathing underwater
until we're lost, we're lost, we're lost, we're lost, we're lost
these are the days i remember watching the sunrise on that porch
now i'm lost, i'm lost, i'm lost, i'm lost, i'm lost.
take my heart back with you, thats where it belongs
so get lost, get lost, get lost, get lost, get lost
now it will never matter, and you'll never understand, all these words, these phrases, these moments, that i balled into a fist and i pulled it back and slammed it down again. i'll miss my mark but thanks for lying to me.