Untaken pictures of
the two of us in love
with an unspoken
I'm wild again,
Beguiled again,
A wimpering, simpering child again,
Bewitched, b
Breaking, breaking up
Breaking, breaking up
Breaking up with you
Breaking, brea
Each day is darker than the last
They lead me lonely
You and me
Have been together
For a long, long time now
Don't
Double fisted pleasure, double fisted pain
Double fisted love is driving
They seemed like innocent words
Maybe I heard them wrong
I never
If we hold on to each other while we die
Then
Here it comes now
Half way up the stairs
Smoke like fingers
This world is freezing cold
I long for you to hold
I wasted so much more than time
And the one with
When we were innocent and young.
Before our song had yet
Is love so fragile?
Is a heart so hollow?
Shatter with words
Impossible
Let's hear it for heartache
Let's hear it for pain
Let's hear
Midnight Moon, I owe you for this
perfect night!
Love is born
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