broken hearts won't mend with glue
lately i find myself staring out windows. it doesn't matter where i am. in the car, at work, at the bar. i'm completely out of touch with what's going on right next to me, and all i can do is look out the damn window. thinking there must be something out there that's worth it. but what if there's not? then what the hell are we even doing here?
"all i wanted, baby, was a kiss from you. cause she said when i touched her, she felt like she was home again. guess i loved you so much i never thought that touch could end..."
"all i wanted, baby, was a kiss from you. cause she said when i touched her, she felt like she was home again. guess i loved you so much i never thought that touch could end..."