It's that time again When the movie ends and the credits begin I refuse to leave cause I don't want this to end I'm paralyzed I'm the last to give up
Singin' to an empty room i got no one to go home to it's just overkill cause i never get what i put in it's just another eyelash to the wind all the
He tries to say a goodbye A mutual promise that for weeks will be fine I leave with a kiss And I'm always running here to there Never know when and if
It was our first holiday to share and the best I've ever known These memories come crashing back to chill me to the bone The tree up in the living room
I kiss your face while your'e sleeping so i don't feel bad when i'm leaving i walk these streets till their dead ends like losing touch with your best
A smart man once said "You cant be wise and be in love at the same time" That's something i've come to realize I did my best to save my life You miss
Go quit your job joe, Do what you do Go be a writer joe, Work those issues Go break some hearts joe, They'll forgive you Just do what you do Write that
If I gave you the time that you need to survive, Do you promise me you'd make it out alive? You don't have to say yes Just please confess; we're better
You're safe and.. You're safe and your sound. With your feet on the ground. We only fight on holidays and anniversaries.. And anniversaries. I stood at
I have it in me To meet my maker And ask him why he likes to play Such sick games with hearts and brains But i'm finding reasons To keep on breathing
I ran home, felt like a kid again like i did way back when eyes open wide i came here to hide and so it goes few days shy of 25 alone again wondering
I still believe you said everything, you ever said Because you meant it, and not just because we were sharing a bed And even though you meeting me, is
I just brushed my teeth You know what that means A mouth full of foam And Im staring at me Im singing in your voice Ive been practicing Hoping one day
My feet meet city streets and the wind can sting my cheeks all it wants i have every intention of spending my christmas money all in one nite if that'
I'm wandering the lower east side Where all the streets have stories My feet play the role of a folk singer strummin' the streets like guitar strings
You're safe and.. You're safe and your sound. With your feet on the ground. We only fight on holidays and anniversaries.. And anniversaries. I stood
