| ...she's into national... tryin' on cool in all night coffee shops last rites for late nights smoke a joke then part our ways make time for excuses inside of two hours beside you bite back my sentances structured to fit what you want to hear collapsable confessions i can't tell which lie to retrieve just gets lost in the mess of our eyes one pure and one green if it doesn't we'll wreck like trains oh friend I have to tell you you are the closest thing i'll ever have to making it... |
| * quote by davey vonbohlen |