A subdued silence undisturbed by the sound of her breath.
So
Let's start out by starting over.
What did I expect?
You're no
My eyes burn from these tears
You'd think I'd learn over
It's so simple and complicated.
The way you can crush me.
No
What would you say if I asked you not to
lights out and my seat back as far as it
leave a message on your phone
just to find out you're
49 hours and 46 minutes to go
but who's counting. i
The hand of my clock strikes two
In times when I
we drive tonight,
and you are by my side.
We're talking about
speak to me
tell me something so typical
a lullaby or something
What makes us burn every bridge we cross?
Or walk aimlessly
A pictures worth a thousand words
But not worth the words
The sky looks like patchwork
Stitched just enough so the sky
These words, fall from your mouth,
and stab me in the
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