This is to the (uh-uh) intertwined the hands I've been to hold This is to the (uh-uh) love I lost and all the thoughts of how I got double-crossed and this is to the (uh-uh) divorce I was forced to settle and the remorse I fought off with fists and this is to the (uh-uh) wet, watery I left you with on your porch while I watched your lips
is to the... memory of our early years the girl I shared feelings with and it's the realest thing I'd experienced in my short I ain't to admit cause love is one of the things doesnt come with an age limit now does it? In fact have to say I'm more keen to feel such things hopeful dreams I'd lost in a smokescreen of meaningless Touching touching, candles in the dark casting shadows on our parents battles, this is for the romantics at It wasn't too long before I held you then my pen I wasn't writing songs, it was something like "Forever and always, those songs play..." I remember empty or your image that descended from the top became an echo I paid the price for those hard things, and afford to let go From a debt, I'm past regret Did you I dreamt about you before we met? our first kiss, it hadn't even happened yet Recollecting your set, and I ever given the chance to forget I guess that's the of it Now rehashed subject's displaying what I wrote on napkins to the public to get it over and with, closure hath cometh My shoulders have plummeted from holding these Hold laughs till I go back to the tunnels of Paris where I half of these paragraphs... but fuck it
This is to my ten year story, in another you better be prepared for me in the four years, you were all ears then the six, you left me for the next EX WENT DEF TO MY MESSAGE So that began my affair with the abroad Behind the with the other hurtful girls I explored Until I became the monster, to the words that I record me, if you heard it all before "I didn't shake you to you" when you landed on the In a room of naked I my eyes to cancel what I saw hand made the first move to the handle of the drawer where the frail couldn't think to live "I shake you to hurt you" I never planned it I can't off your perfume, can't wash my hands no more and I'm breaking my curfew, but I walk I'm at the door, I hear the wailing of a little kid ...and the failure of His compromise eyeing the side of the kitchen What'you think, I just let you cut you, cut me-- cut the Damn, I love the hugs to tolerate the way we made each crazy, making it so tough to operate productively my self esteem didn't help when I ugly and I figured that's the reason why you wouldn't me My ego does bleed, I let you test it and let your free to follow through with your domestic slip up Love is a battlefield so lick shots quick while I lick my and then resume as an obvious target Infatuations with the past protect my Heart with a faded I had in my shirt pocket I'm out with a bang.. in a of glory holes, the anti-hero I don't care how many ways the story's Be careful when these doolies like drums and watch what you say, because my uzi weighs a tongue..
This is to the evenings that I spent next to grave stones Hoping someone beyond would grab my arm and take me home I accepted I'd have to make it alone after feeding I had into a payphone and is to the rain.. It felt like it was of spit My parade was an chain of Gabe's trumpets Save the buckets even though they weighed my walking You don't know the height of the steak you your fork in You look old (that's you said) I old (that's what I said) I been a lot since you been gone, dead, born again to shreads over girls who were porcelain the cry-baby dolls, when we were to talk again I stopped accepting calls (that ring true) I hate the way I fall for you do Our fate is flawed, that's why I make these songs to sing to you Musics my only drug And a pill in human form I'd like to hide under my tongue Kiss the foot that couldn't fit into the slipper of my The denizen in your house begging for the of your doubts When I got kicked out, I played the puppy dog Loyal to the love alost, by your fucking door in utter disbelief I sucked all of the off of my teeth you pulled away, you let me choke on your leash You can find me these screams behind my eyelids She me (she blinded me) with silence.. So my air-mail blew her a fairwell kiss Slinking over the sink, all the hair gel drips Stairwells dip into her mouth where I found a cycle and ever since then, I've been on a spiral this round is final, time to recover because it's a porch that some choose to die under the first song was a breakdown, I apologize in two this version im certain, this shit ain't even you the threewrite..