again again
that could have been the perfect night, it could have been everything. what i've wanted back for so long could have been mine. but again i've gone and messed everything good up. at least i still have that voice and that face. maybe it's not mine, but i still have it. maybe this is my break to talk to him about everything, after every chance dissolving from my fingers like it meant nothing in the first place.
i miss him and he's not even gone. carnival lights and fair rides couldn't sober my broken heart.
i miss him and he's not even gone. carnival lights and fair rides couldn't sober my broken heart.