ball and chain
it's hard to miss you.
this part is decaying, and it's rotting from the inside out.
waterlogged. dropped in all the muddy puddles along the way.
it's funny how when you give something away out of your own freewill, there are always strings attached.
what is love other than a mutual agreement that we'll match eachothers every self-motivated move.
hey, i make a nice doormat.
giving up on love. love is giving up on me.
i'm running up a lengthy bill. rake up my mistakes. keep count of every misdemeanor.
thank God, he doesn't. i can't help but forget that, when so few in my life seem to know what love really is.
this part is decaying, and it's rotting from the inside out.
waterlogged. dropped in all the muddy puddles along the way.
it's funny how when you give something away out of your own freewill, there are always strings attached.
what is love other than a mutual agreement that we'll match eachothers every self-motivated move.
hey, i make a nice doormat.
giving up on love. love is giving up on me.
i'm running up a lengthy bill. rake up my mistakes. keep count of every misdemeanor.
thank God, he doesn't. i can't help but forget that, when so few in my life seem to know what love really is.