s-eyes

I've been down this road before.
Staring at this fucking screen so long.
My eyes are growing tired and sore,
and I've listened one too many times to our song.
Cause it's the beautiful ones who have the luxury
to say "I don't want to be hurt again,"
when I can only beg for you to hurt me.
Just to hear your voice once again.

Say it isn't true,
I can't be this way again,
Say it isn't true.
My eyes are still growing sore,
I can't stand this brightness anymore so I
Close my eyes.
Close my eyes.
Close my eyes.
When I close my eyes I hear your voice,
saying I love you all over again.

What if I won the lottery?
And you didn't have to live so far away.
Could you resurrect all the feelings,
or have my weepy letters all made them decay
to the point where they are lost for good.
Even though I can't give you up yet.
Poetry don't often happen to me
Our love at first sight was just too damn perfect.

Say this isn't true,
I can't be this fucking pathetic
Say it isn't true.
My eyes are still growing sore,
I can't stand this brightness anymore so I
Close my eyes.
Close my eyes.
Close my eyes.
When I close my eyes I hear your voice.

Close my eyes.
Close my eyes.
Close my eyes.
Come back, come back,
Come back, I need you.
Come back, come back,
Come back, I need you.