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| i prefer to be remembered as a smiling face
not this fucking wreck that's taking it's place.
looking back at sunsets on the eastside
we lost track of the time
dreams arent what they used to be
some things sat by so carelessly
smile like you mean it
-the killers
You can't navigate me. I might do mean things and I might
hurt you and I might run away without your permission and you might
hate me forever, and I know that scares the shit out of you, because
I'm the only real thing that you have.
you cant tell someone you love them &
then change your mind. thats not how
it works. once you love someone. you
always love them, dont you? isn't there
a part of you who thinks of him for no
reason what so ever? they'll always be
in the back of your mind, & no matter
how much you love someone else,
you'll always love them too
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| I would explode just to save your life
let me light up the sky, light it up for you
let me tell you why I would die for you | | |
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Some people do damaged too much, too late
and my heart's sealed with rust
its different when you're alone.
broken hearts ache,
leaving emptiness where hope used to grow.
at the end of the day
i am left with the things i have done.
its enough to keep my lips sealed while
you place reminders in my brain
or the mistakes i've made.
I declare I had ambitious
plans to ignore you
You're in boxes under my bed
That's where you're filed away.
But now I've been thinking
about this thing called love
and how you had me figured out.
There in the summer of my new obsession
all of my dreams started in the depression
8 in the morning and I got your letter
sealed with a kiss
P.S things will get better
I’m Loneliest with you
Are we scarred by everything we trusted?
Did we get too far from everything we wanted?
I’m not listening any more
It may have been in bits and pieces,
but I gave you the best of me
I promise you one thing
I don't intend to let you down
I don't need to know who you've been with
Cause I know I'll love you better than her
Should have known the word
of what you did with her
would get back to me
And I should have been there
in the back of your mind
I shouldn't be askin' myself why
You shouldn't be beggin'
for forgiveness at my feet
you should've said no. baby
then you might still have me
"If the ocean froze and formed into a huge sheet of ice,
would you skate to the other side of the world just to hold my hand?"
I hate to be the one to pick a fight
But you see, I know when I'm wrong and I know when I'm right
It's a challenge to be strong when you're so weary and trite
Don't hesitate to say you need some space
Well it seems that you have found somebody else to replace
The melancholy feeling that I have to embrace
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| One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
Haven't you heard?
The revolution's over,
Now the angers disappeared.
And the rebels are much older
And the schools and universities
Are turning out a brand new breed
Of young conservatives i told myself today was gonna be the day
no more excuses cause i knew exactly what to say.
was gonna make my play, but just like yesterday my mind erased,
& i let the moment slip away.
another night i'll be sitting here all by my own.
picking up the phone, but i can't get past the dial tone.
racking my brain, going insane, again & again
i can't keep going this way the alcoholic is the last true hopeless romantic.
stumbling and smelling of stale gasoline,
making james dean speeches to an empty room.
audrey left some lipstick on her cigarette in the ashtray
with a note scrawled on a napkin saying "This is glamour".
this is where hollywood cues the delusion
that everything looked this blue through sinatra's eyes.
what america needs is another worthwhile overdose.
celestial bodies constructed on set, destined to explode in the headlines.
another dry martini and a methamphetmaine.
Goddamn the black night,
With all its foul temptations,
I've become what I always hated,
When I was with you there.
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