| Hand in mine, into your icy blues And then I'd say to you we could take to the highway With this trunk of ammunition too I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets. |


This Boy.so long ago i had this boy he was my best friend my partner in crime my rock my true love i wanted him he needed me but he loved her so and it was okay because deep down i knew he loved me too we wrote together our songs and poems i sang as he played and he never once figured out that it was my personal drug and everything was always about him and he never guessed so i relaxed i could laugh and speak when i was with him and i hardly ever spoke wrong but when i did it was bad heThis Boy.
| the art these wounderful people did is mindblowing! |
| when i was younger i saw my daddy cry and curse at the wind he broke his own heart and I watched as he tried to reassemble it and my momma swore that she would never let herself forget and that was the day that I promised I'd never sing of love if it does not exist Darlin... you are the only exception you are the only exception you are the only exception you are the only exception maybe i know somewhere deep in my soul that love never lasts and we've got to find other ways to make it alone keep a straight face and i've always lived like this, keeping it comfortable, distance and up until now i had sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness because none of it was ever worth the risk |
--
How much deception can you take?
How many lies will you create?
How much longer until you break?
Your minds about to fall
--
she lives in a fairytale. somewhere to far for us to find.
--
How much deception can you take?
How many lies will you create?
How much longer until you break?
Your minds about to fall
--
I've got no time for feeling sorry.
effing sweet web-cam
--
she lives in a fairytale. somewhere to far for us to find.
--
I've got no time for feeling sorry.
--
she lives in a fairytale. somewhere to far for us to find.
--
I've got no time for feeling sorry.
Previous Page12345...Next Page