you are a hand full of roses, thorns and a cheap bouquet
true, I'm a walking disaster
they told you to stay away
seems like I'm making a deal with the devil
who's whispering softly to me
'cause I feel like a bad joke
walk the tight rope to hold on to you
was it real?
or a love scene,
from a bad dream
I don't think I can forget about it
you are a shining example of why I don't sleep at all
too many sheep on the brain
to make sense of a late night call
talking in circles and
chasing a tale of
love-drawn distant memory
'cause I feel like a bad joke
walk the tight rope to hold on to you
gotta know, was it real?
or a love scene, from a bad dream
I don't think
I can forget about it
you know,
there are some days where I really feel like this could work;
like you and I are finally gonna get it right
then there are days like today
when you make me
wanna tear my fucking hair out.
'cause I feel like a bad joke
walk the tight rope to hold on to you
gotta know,
was it real?
Or a love scene, from a bad dream
I don't think
I can forget about it
Thursday, June 30, 2011
I posted this on my tumblr already but.
I always say things around my friends/when I'm hanging out
like “where are the babes” or "I'm tryna cuddle"
but I really don’t mean any of it. I’m so used to our friends saying it and/or being sleazeballs so the terms are stuck in my brain hah. truth is, I’m not even looking to do any of that. at least with just anyone.
/pointlesspost
like “where are the babes” or "I'm tryna cuddle"
but I really don’t mean any of it. I’m so used to our friends saying it and/or being sleazeballs so the terms are stuck in my brain hah. truth is, I’m not even looking to do any of that. at least with just anyone.
/pointlesspost
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