Knowing things would never be the same again.
With your empty heart and mine full of pain.
Saying things that we thought but never heard.
Oh, who would have thought that it would end up like this.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Every little heartbreak
I can remember days, things weren't always this way.
I used to make you smile but thats was only for awhile.
But now i can't get through you and there's no way i can lose.
I know some days are hard for you but don't you make mine too.
I used to make you smile but thats was only for awhile.
But now i can't get through you and there's no way i can lose.
I know some days are hard for you but don't you make mine too.
Monday, November 23, 2009
beautiful
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
scary thoughts
Monster
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Russians
You can see my heart beating
you can see it through my chest.
Said i'm terrified but i'm not leaving.
you can see it through my chest.
Said i'm terrified but i'm not leaving.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Slipped
Between the lines of fear and blame
You began to wonder why you came.
Where did i go wrong ?
Somewhere i did. Somewhere..
You began to wonder why you came.
Where did i go wrong ?
Somewhere i did. Somewhere..
Saturday, November 7, 2009
choices?
when nothing makes you feel good
Nothing makes you feel good.
Makes me feel good
Nothing makes me feel good.
Nothing makes you feel good.
Makes me feel good
Nothing makes me feel good.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
going down on me?
More to the point, i need to show
how much i can come and go.
im getting out of here.
watch me go.
how much i can come and go.
im getting out of here.
watch me go.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
I want you to show me
Every day may not be good
But there's something good in every day.
think about it.
But there's something good in every day.
think about it.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Divine
Can we fast forward to get down to something ?
A wave of guilt crashing down on your flimsy construct.
A wave of guilt crashing down on your flimsy construct.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Its such a dirty thing
The sparks flying, not the type we need
Bringing a fire that is burning me, burning me.
Nobody said it would be easy
That we could fine a way, make a way.
Bringing a fire that is burning me, burning me.
Nobody said it would be easy
That we could fine a way, make a way.
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