Counting lines that cross my face and moving objects into place. I'll never make it through so I'll make a deal with you - let me drink you wine and
So where did August go? The leaves are shriveled up and dead. What started yellow has turned to grey. I turned you red. I was suffocating so I took
Settle in 'cause the road going West go drowned. A river's running though this town. It picks me up that for a few more days you'll stick around 'cause
The boards, they bounce up and down in an abandoned house. Amps exploding, and our ears bleed red - but we yell out every note. In the kitchen you tell
A look at your it hurts, I can't deny that. It makes all the blood and bones melt right out of my knees when you speak. A picture so perfect - it's framed
Another day, it's poetry. Write it, spill my heart out to her - but I'm no writer. Just bad rhymes and some confused sentiment. It was love, she's done
Keep holding the days that time's stolen with you. The funny, sad dumb things that you'd do, mistakes and bad tattoos. And we'd burn ablaze through the
Half asleep with the sun coming up out east. We?re driving down Garfield Ave when you said a strange and significant thing: I can remember the words ?
Counting down the days 'til I'm with you. I cringe at words I say, I'm swimming with the sharks the work week through, so I'm drowning come Friday.
The ragged clothes you wore made you look like a hobo. Ten to four, the neighbours pound the floor. We're cracking up 'til I couldn't take no more from
You had enough so you moved out to find what the world's about. Then you hit 21 years old. Something snapped, and now all of your stories don't make
Scraping skies with shirts and ties and I can feel you waste away. The bets are long, I wanna get it wrong with you. It's such a goddamn beautiful day
