I feel like you've died and I want you back But I know that I will never see you again Walking around trying to keep my mouth shut While the pity piles
Never point unless it's your thumbs to your chest It's a small frame but someone has to fill it It's a small frame but someone has to fill it Like
You should've laid the clothes you were to rest in peace with Out for the people doing the burying They're going to spend hours trying to decide what
My secrets end up on oil canvases In a gallery for everyone to judge When I lost everything you offered Jesus Didn't seem like a fair trade at all I
I'm miserable with you, I'm more miserable without you. I'll stay its length away [x3]. I miss you. [x2] You know that I miss you. I spend more time
You're wide awake before the alarm starts ringing The house is cold I know the feeling of wishing the sun would rise faster I'm doing alright (alright
When you wear Lipstick, I always want to kiss you, but you use your lipstick as an excuse not to kiss me, You prefer to do it in the morning, when you
You never missed a word I tried to fit Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge That's where I put all the awful things I think
like you, i get comfortable I'm not like you, i get comfortable sometimes what you give, you return for what you get. sometimes what you give, for what you get
I found the pack of cigarettes that you were always quitting You always leave a mess purging your pockets in the laundry All your clothes were donated
You were only there because you shared DNA You wore a mask but I could read your eyes You were spared the trouble of being an audience You reflect to
I know you're shy i know you like to get high i know you probably wouldn't never talk to me if you didn't have a buzz, if you didn't have a buzz at least
