A picture in a burning home is all I am anymore

Aug 15, 2004 01:07

:: sigh ::

This is for the record cause I've been
Holding back too long
A summer of abandoned words
Lost in the torn out pages
And the centerpiece of your own views
Is appropriate for the given heart
I can hardly see this through
It's casual for me now

Here's to another year of heartbreak from you
(This is the second spring of pain)
I'm always broken like this
Always broken like this
And these lonely nights are getting old
These faceless tears remain untold tonight
This if for the words you'll never find
(I want to tell you everything)
All the songs I never get to sing to you
I had a million chances to tell you everything

So is it smart
To be avoiding you like this
Cause I don't want to fall in love again
And this is the worst time for you to be like this
(open wounds in the eyes, rub them down
So I can never see you again)

"Take it or leave it." were the words you chose over mine. So much reminds me of you and I miss your smile. 10:01 and this night is gone. I spent it ill while the world moves on. If time alone were the brush that paints with solace and misfortunate, my life would be a work of art. And I've seen this all before. Things shouldn't have gone this far. We shouldn't have gotten so close. But what made me believe? Was it the girl who made him forget all he's know. Every time he looked into her eyes. Or was it the boy who decided to give up his heart, and run away. Today is gone, tomorrow is mine but I'm still alone. (Keep breathing, keep dreaming, and keep singing for you). Bleeding out so much more, spilling blood since you've left. If I had a second chance id live a life waiting to death.

You wouldn't even smile if I were screaming as the water filled my lungs
You demand to be chased for your love
My desperate heart is far too weak to run for you this long
But you don't care at all
There nothing I can do to draw you close to me
Can you take this silence like a pill so I can breathe again
I've been trying to forget the best parts of you
But I'm still hoping that I'll be with you somehow.

...memories suck ass. They do more harm than good. I thought you were supposed to look back on your memories and be able to smile. I never have been.
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