Saturday, September 09, 2006

I swear I didn't mean for it to feel like this
Like every inch of me is bruised.
I'm on the verge
Unraveling with every word
With every word you say, make me believe
That I won't feel your tires on the street
As I'm finding the words... you're getting away
I come undone, oh yes I do
Just think of all the thoughts wasted on you
And every word you say, say something sweet
Cause all I taste is blood between my teeth
Every time I'm thinking about
The day coming 'round
Well I'll be strong
That's the day that passes into night
And it's like I can't hold on
I'm uneasy
And I'm weak in the knees
And I'm trying not to breathe
Not believing,
Not believing you're gone

-I'm so lonely for her 

It's set on false pretense.
3:04 PM