Last chance without a doubt, I'll try to get out. I can't stand the sound of letting you down. I've already done the impossible. I've already said nothing's impossible.
You want play but the forecast for the weather. Just couldn't ever explain the rain. That leaves a mark for all of us to see. 'Cause we are alone and we won't escape the rain.
So if all we are is just a gust of air. That won't make up for uncivil tongues. That if what I have done has put me here. In a middle of battlefield caught in despair.
I feel like I'm at the top of my game. Karma just snitched and I got the blame. I lost control of my arms and legs. You may have the candle but I have the flame.
Could I stand in the back and watch them rip it apart. Will they ask and ask till they can't take the embarrassment anymore. I'm talking in circles to amuse myself.
Is it necessary to try to carry this burden alone.. If it were any other day I only stay to satisfy. The urge for hope! But its dead, I'm running away..
I take the blame,. It's not the same,. What a shame,. Future lessons for past insinuations,. It makes sense to me,. Makes sense to me,. I left the keys under the seat..
His shadows the blanket that couldn't keep you warm if it tried. So would you like to take a ride?. On the last free standing thought in my mind. And I hope it won't get old.
Whenever I try it feels like, the day is burning away. Peeling back my skin wanting to give in. Wanting to take this road straight back to nowhere again.
Will the room be filled?. And will anyone stand in line just to look down. At the flowers and doubt. If we could ever learn to be more?. If this is it, this is it.
I was the one who would stay. Just in case you've forgotten my face. I'm gonna make you regret you did. . Still said I hate how you pretend to be on the inside.
I am not the messenger, I am just a silhouette. I know that I may not seem like a stranger. I am not the Antichrist but I sing her. Who just might resist a kiss from you and.
Insightful yet uninspired,. There's magic in the air but it's stall where we are,. You won't get anything out of me.. Cause, I'll never talk so who are you you've forgotten about.
Choking on lies,. Making the best of a bad conversation. Your eyes dried as I tried sleeping in your bed. To fake another smile and take with me what was mine.
Dressed to kill this thrill will be the end. Save your side of the story. It's just so annoying. There's pictures in my head I can't give back. . 'Cause you had to be the life of the party.
It was cold and dark. I seemed very out of place. I felt my legs get weak. And the wall's start to shake. . But anxiety is setting in. The leaves were growing, hands pulling my skin.
Back away or I just might hold you. Responsible for what I have to do. Tonight paint it white and start all over. But the liars gone now. . Though we can't break away from design.
The antidote for irony is held safe far away from you. I heard you say just this one time, so I guess I'll, just sit down and see for myself. I'll go where you take me.
Constant slow moving ocean. Can you hear me? Do you fear me?. Can witches' magic potions ever cure me?. And make heaven seem so dangerous, but so safe.
I broke down the best part of our story to whom it may concern. I think a beautiful plan. Like style, imagine what they could do. With a little more time, and a little more passion.