: Maybe it's time to hold onto one side, one decision Let go of the hand that holds me high above that great divide And beauty is the ease required
: Through a thin layer of rubber and a thick rusted armour of drunken lust I think when our clothes were on We had a different image of what this was
: Running in and out of breath Stained skin and teeth too red Incessant slamming in the tongue God forbid I spend one night alone Out to the parking
: Doesn't seem that selfish No, not in the least. What's so self righteous about this curiosity, This want for a meager exchange? So much time has passed
: Are you not the slightest bit confused? Just the truth The speed at which we move blends so well It's too soon Separate yourself from what compels
: Have your lips graced another's yet Or am I the only one? Everytime I try to speak to you Those are the thoughts that run Say something else, girl
: Is this the sound of our demise Or just the opposite? I love you and I miss you What else is there to say? It takes a hell of a lot more to complete
: When I said you looked good baby I was thinking possibly or maybe We could head back to your crib Not where I live you see My situations quite sad
: Days bunch up in weeks, collaborate months against me. The sheets are stained with evidence that our remains are now, drifting away. I share with
: Between the ?? territory satellites Our children could be so much better off sacrificed than lost Just 200 miles out east Smothered in the sun's evening
: Pulled from seclusion, dragged out of our room This construction is perfectly obstructing our view Paired up and placed back on to our path Compress
: Everything I once had The bar on 1st Avenue, we went there solely for you So you can flirt with my best friend Kiss a girl, tell me why you're laughing
: So you regret the last five years of your life with me Don't you think that I feel the same way too? Don't you think that I feel the same way too?
: If If you want If you want to be the one that he's thinking of You You just need You just need to understand Ah, just turn around Just turn around
for an end And at the end of your low you pin my shoulders against the mattress Arching your frame with your stomach pushed outward Your head titling
: I'm lacking any discipline Pulling strings Tapping up your skin of porcelain ?? No longer need the sunlight At night we have it will suffice (?) Infatuation
: With the color in your eyes ablaze Sleeping but awake Desperately, you're searching for remains To feed that part of you Crawling and scratching Sifting
: The island's small and desolate the highway's stretched towards nothingness weeds infest our front lawn the picket fence impales the sun that sillohuets
