. I can keep a secret if you can keep me guessing. The flavor of your lips is enough to keep me pressing. 
My eyelids are heavy, and the nights wearing on. Your stories familiar, and your innocence is gone. We'd burn like the morning, then break like your heart. Fall in love without warning, just to fall back apart. The forecast, a car crash. It's looking like another breakdown, rebound. This could be my last goodbye. You cross your heart, I hope to die.

There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses. It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses at the shade of the sheets and before all the stains, and a few more of your least favorite things. 
You are calm and reposed, let your beauty unfold. Pale white like the skin, stretched over your bones. Spring keeps you ever close.
So deep, that it didn't even bleed and catch me. Off guard, red handed. Now I'm far from lonely. 
You were the only face I'd ever known. I was the light from the lamp on the floor, and only as bright as you wanted me to be.
Tied to the testing of wills, where my heart breaks and spills. Left to the sight of the sky, in your arms I'm defined.
A little bit of rain I'd say is fair, but when it starts to thunder, they all stare. This isn't goodnight, this is goodbye.
She just turned sixteen, stuck in the moment dead at the scene, and it's on tonight. This is the life that you wanted, right? Laying underneath the stars, strung out and feeling great. Watch the orange glow, watch it float away. Down here in atmosphere, garbage and city lights. Gonna save you're tired soul. You're gonna save our lives. Turn on the radio to find you in satellite. I'm waiting for the sky to fall. I'm waiting for a sign.. and all we are is all so far. Kissing you winter morning thinking back to how it felt last night. "I love you" seems to hold it's meaning even though they're just words after all. Tonight I'll sing you songs until you fall asleep, whisper every word into a smile.
I don't know why I waste my time getting hung up about the things you say, when I open my eyes it's a lovely day. You know sometimes I feel like I'm getting snowed under with the things you say, when I open my eye and it's a lovely day. Very short update. Sorry. Comments would be lovely. |