Tuesday, October 17, 2006
You could be happy and I won't know But you weren't happy the day I watched you go And all the things that I wished I had not said Are played on loops 'till it's madness in my head But not our last days of silence, screaming, blur Most of what I remember makes me sure I should have stopped you from walking out the door You could be happy, I hope you are You made me happier than I'd been by far And for the tiniest moment it's all not true Do the things that you always wanted to Without me there to hold you back, don't think, just do More than anything I want to see you girl Take a glorious bite out of the whole world Hell of a boring day
It's set on false pretense.
12:47 PM
