all alone i hear the angels scream my name
rescue me from this hell I'm in.
Its like I'm in a box that i cant get out of.
take my hand.
you make me so happy when I'm around you.
we fight but id rather fight with you then make love to anyone else.
I can't stop thinking about everything we've been through.
You've been there through so many milestones in my life.
Two big ones.
Graduating high school.
Starting college.
I don't know where id be if i didn't meet you.
I want you to be there for me.
And i want to be there for you.
I listen to love songs and I can't help but think of you.
I don't know what to do anymore.
I try to make you happy.
I'd do anything to make you smile.
When I think about seeing you it brightens my day.
But I know things won't change.
I somehow managed to fuck everything up.
I hate seeing people kiss.
And saying, "i love you."
just makes me miss you that much more.
I'll miss the way your lips feel.
The way you hold me.
The way you kiss my forehead.
I'll miss your personality.
The way I have no idea whats going in football but I could tell that you liked that I was watching it with you.
I'll miss you so much.
And I swear I'm trying, baby please, baby don't leave.
God Damn I'm a fuck up, but I guess that's just me.
So I'll sit in my room and I'll cry in my bed, thinking about all the shit that made me wrong in my head.
I keep trying to climb but it seems so steep, pour my self a fuckin whiskey and go back to sleep, bitch.
Its like I'm in a box that i cant get out of.
take my hand.
you make me so happy when I'm around you.
we fight but id rather fight with you then make love to anyone else.
I can't stop thinking about everything we've been through.
You've been there through so many milestones in my life.
Two big ones.
Graduating high school.
Starting college.
I don't know where id be if i didn't meet you.
I want you to be there for me.
And i want to be there for you.
I listen to love songs and I can't help but think of you.
I don't know what to do anymore.
I try to make you happy.
I'd do anything to make you smile.
When I think about seeing you it brightens my day.
But I know things won't change.
I somehow managed to fuck everything up.
I hate seeing people kiss.
And saying, "i love you."
just makes me miss you that much more.
I'll miss the way your lips feel.
The way you hold me.
The way you kiss my forehead.
I'll miss your personality.
The way I have no idea whats going in football but I could tell that you liked that I was watching it with you.
I'll miss you so much.
And I swear I'm trying, baby please, baby don't leave.
God Damn I'm a fuck up, but I guess that's just me.
So I'll sit in my room and I'll cry in my bed, thinking about all the shit that made me wrong in my head.
I keep trying to climb but it seems so steep, pour my self a fuckin whiskey and go back to sleep, bitch.