Oct 22, 2005 20:34
I chronicled the days you made me want to live
Memorize the way that it felt and then I turned it into this kiss
Tonight I’m wearing my best smile and hope to make me worth your while
I’ll be the best mistake you’ll ever make
From the lack of sleep and the bloodshot eyes
To the nervous kiss and the butterflies
Does this make any sense at all
She said, she said
We‘re not sleeping, and I’m not breathing
If this means anything at all
I won’t let you leave me anymore
If this holds insignificance, I’ll have the hearse follow the ambulance
No medicine exists to make my lungs work again