So for the first four months it was bad And certainly best for you that I didn't Carry a gun or know where you lay your head at night And it was not her
Who was it who asked about the last mile being the hardest mile Trying not to spend more time looking back There's still a bit more to go Can't stop measuring
You go without me I'll hold right here That gleam in your eyes it still fills me with fear the more you see that I'm not like the others the harder you
THERE ARE NO WORDS NOTHING CAN EVER BE SAID TO MAKE SENSE OF THE EXIT THAT YOU MADE OR THIS SADNESS FORCED ON OUR LAP LEFT US STUCK WITH THESE HAUNTING
she rolls her eyes and lights another "one day i'll quit these things, they're killing me." she blows her brains right out her fucking mouth i just don
fuck yeah i am still holding on making mountains out of molehills trading moments in for memories these days still mean everything to me days that
a??nd did i mention that there are still those days where i can hardly lift my head up from the pillow or looking out the window of the plane rooting
Today won't be like yesterday The bell tolls for an hour straight Screaming mothers chase their children down Fathers tear out their eyes As the city
We just can't go on No not like this The center will not hold So many voices with so much to say But frozen when it's time to lift a finger And fix what
Reasons not rules Six simple words A wise man sang to me So many years ago Stood by me through All of life's changes The only advice that I have to give
all swelled with pride, your chest blown out face the flag as you declare "we are the greatest country in the world richest, smartest, most advanced?who
out on the road little boys let their beards grow oh so busy talking about the things that we don??° know all done worrying about the things we used to
I object to this line of questioning There is something festering behind your eyes Beneath your words misplaced And in my face You are not just telling
We are only brave enough to fight the battles already won for us And spend more time with our hair than we do our minds While the girls and the young
Probably never shoulda even opened my mouth And I had no right to say what anything meant to you I'm still trying to figure out what it all meant to me
Calling you out for the last time Come show your face for the first time I've got a head full of questions And a busted heart filled with lies Won't spend
("i???e gone out the window") i raise this broken halo to the sky this is the storm that strands me here stopped waiting for a golden ship to rescue me
Can we start again, go back to what it meant back then, open minds and open hearts, the things that set us apart x4 Was it more than words/and do they
