after losing a desperate love

all that's left's a desperate laugh

knew a man: drown in his own blood

knew a woman: had a heart attack

kiss my cheek and i won't think about that

take my hand i won't think about that

everyone needs to find a way

to ruin their own life somehow

usually booze, or sex, or money

and usually sometime after sundown

kiss my cheek and i'll try and calm down

take my hand cause i can't calm down

i worry that i'll run into you

when i wander around school or the mall

that i'll lie to you again

and tell you that i'm gonna call

kiss my cheek and i still won't call

take my hand and i still won't call

she always wanted everything

and some reason for this desire

i never gave her anything

he gave her a reason not to die

kiss my cheek and there'll still be no why

take my hand there'll still be no why

i saved this girl from jumping off the lawn

she said, "three more seconds and those seconds would have been gone

i was learning to live without any reason to live for

i was learning to die a thousand times for an ex-best-friend"

when she saw me smile she said "what i

said was not about you, in fact, this

denial is not even denying that what i said was not about you"

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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