So the notion of a fiery end put me to sleep again nothing imploring tragically boring when heads hit pillows tonight it may be the last time
throw it away I could be sadder I suppose I should be shedding tears and spouting prose one last time Not much to say I wish I felt something more concrete something where I could plant my feet and try to breathe one last time
honestly there's nothing more no revelation on this darkened shore i can't sleep so what's the difference what's the use? if you fell in love with me I couldn't fall in love with you
I know what you are thinking I know you wish I wouldn't say I know what you are thinking I know you wish I wouldn't be so blatant, indifferent give me a reason not to say
