The end result of so many meetings
At late night dinners with no one eating
We sit in corners and sip burnt coffee
Count the tiles upon the ceiling
Skip this pretense and cut straight to dying
Don't pick me to keep your eyes from crying
You said so much without even parting your lips
It's past 3 am and I'm still far from sleep
This is a habit that I can't break
You're my only company
I'm skipping stones
Street lights flicker like this match in my hand
Street lights flicker like this match in my hand
Street lights flicker like this match in my hand
Begging to strike
Begging to strike
And I keep repeating, but this payphone tele stopped recieving
Flat out of change now I'm sure you won't accept the charges
It's all the same cause by the morning I'll be halfway to Colorado
Or some place like that
You said so much without even parting your lips
It's past 3 am and I'm still far from sleep
This is a habit that I can't break
You're my only company
I'm skipping stones down a south surburban street
She keeps on asking "do you think it hurts much to die"
"It's hurting so much more to stay alive now"
She's gonna find out how much it hurts to die
She laced her perfume up with death
Feel it in my lungs
so I'll pull in the deepest breath
and drop my head
 Johndavis420 · Sat May 26, 2007 @ 07:38am · 0 Comments |
