I only want to be apart of your breakdown

What is even the point of liking him. I'm never gonna get the nerve to talk to him. He's way to gorgeous and I'm way too not. But I don't know what it is about him. He makes me laugh when he doesn't know it. He's never going to like me back, so I don't know why I still like him. God, I wish I was in control of my feelings. It's not working as much anymore. I always feel like crying at the stupidest things. I think I'm depressed. But I can't tell my mom because she won't think I'm telling the truth. Just like last time. So This time I will keep to myself. Not let anyone notice that I'm nothing. Because as long as I fake it, everything will be okay for everyone.

stay mad as long as you can.
because once you're not mad anymore,
it hurts. it hurts like hell and once it hurts
that bad, you can't make yourself mad anymore.

Here's to you, you bright eyes of blue
For deciding that there was nothing left to lose

this hand can write the words
just as fast as i can think them up.
in a state of half awake,
i fill the page will all my frantic thoughts.
i hope one day you'll get to read,
what i don't have the guts to say.

she looks up at the building,
says shes thinking of jumping.
she says shes tired of life,
she must be tired of something

it's a chance to fix mistakes
one more for the last time
don't you throw our dreams away
don't waste this chance with your smile
ten seconds left on this star
this could be the last time.

i'm so tired of dreaming without falling asleep.
i am a ghost town and no one's visiting me.
i'm on the fast track, to never existing at all.
it's like riding a plane, only hoping to fall.

hush now, don't say a word; it's out
in the open, and tell me how can you
deal with all this weight? speak now,
you must have a secret kept down,
down where you can keep it;
i need you to spill your guts.

paint your smile on your lips
blood red nails on your fingertips
a school boys dream, you act so shy
your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye
youre a loaded gun
theres nowhere to run
no one can save me
the damage is done.

The city is making me sick, and the seasons getting colder.
And it's not helping now that we're growing so much older.
In all this monotony, oh darling it's getting to me.
And how do they expect for me to plan out my life so precisely?
And all this negativity, you know it's getting to me.
I just don't understand why we all can't run away.
Oh, why can't we just run away?

for once, i want to be the car crash;
not always just the traffic jam.

Believe me; I've always loved you.
And even when you loved someone else,
I kept quiet because I knew that you
deserved so much better than me

I wish you could hear the music.
Lay under the stars
with me, only me.
Forgetting reality
and making new scars

She was the third beer.
Not the first one, which the throat receives with almost tearful gratitude;
not the second, that confirms and extends the pleasure of the first.
But the third, the one you drink because it's there,
because it can't hurt,
because what difference does it make?