Sunday, October 11, 2009

i want a different ending to our same old story.
lets try to make it last this time; and prove them all wrong.

It was just the tequila talking
when I told you I'm still not over you.
I get a little sentimental when I've had one or two.
If I said I'm still in love with you, it was just the tequila talking.

she walks down the empty road.
as leaves fly by her she starts to sing,
that song that she listens to a thousand times,
but it never gets old.
because it reminds her of him.

You need to trust that you can tell me things I might not want to hear.

It's so weird & confusing that when I say I don't know what to do, I really mean it. One minute you're making me laugh out loud, like no other guy can, & the next I just want to get up & leave cause you tick me off so much.

He could make you the happiest person alive,
but in the end you'll hate him
as much as you loved him.

It's not supposed to happen.
She's supposed to find someone who's much better for her.
But instead,
She's still stuck on you.

She moves on fast, never letting herself get attached
or letting herself feel how hurt she really is.

Maybe she sees forgiveness in the sunrise,
& maybe she sees hope in the moonlight,
& maybe she sees love in other boy's beds,
because everyone knows no one
has ever stayed by her side

she looked into the night sky, and said so this
is what it feels like, letting go of everything.

When the headphones
are on, all you have to
worry about is if the
volume can go up any louder

I'm not a little girl anymore. I can't just go into my room and pretend I don't hear you tearing each other apart.

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