jueves, 16 de mayo de 2013


I am just another fool, and I have to keep telling myself that. I am just a hypocrite and I have to keep calling you oneAnd I forgot to bite my tongue, as my assumption is the mother of all mistakes
So I assume the role, open my mouth, and clumsy words escape...

So why you, wanna be there, when you could be here? 
You are slipping away.

I awake with your replacement, a bottle in my grasp, in an unfamiliar place. Because you put me out, the butt of a sick joke, into this ashtray life. As you come and go, cause I forgot to service you, and we broke down and you can't live with my mistakes
But I assume false grace, open my arms and grasp at something true.

How are you? How have you been? 
Girl I miss you... wanna see you again.
Oh why you, wanna be there, when you could be here? 
Your love's slipping away.

I bring out the worst in you, and you try to let me know. 
You bring out the worst in me, anxiety, anxiety.
I'm trying to let you go, you say I'm giving you the creeps.
So I assume the role, open my claws and grasp for your heart.


So why you, wanna be there, when you could be here? 
You're slipping away.

Into you like a mortal stake so vindictive. Your love's slipping away

Violins, into this ashtray life. Violins, the butt of your sick joke
Violins, I'm trying hard to let you goViolins.

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