grant me this courtesy; let this be dead to me. its easy when my eyes are shut, id say it but its so self-righteous, cold and pious. the goodbyes are kissed, im better than this.
id rather be obvious than losing my conciousness. im happy to see it now, you dont know how to earn your reward, speechless once more. the goodbyes are kissed, im better than this.
please keep quiet, i dont buy it. your patience seems dead to me, everythings dead to me.
id love to see you hurt like i do.
theyre only words, baby its words.
the goodbyes are kissed, im better than this.
12 April 2009
please, no.
10:53 Posted by MeganRachel.
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