I might drift off
and if i do then my voice will carry dear
and if i can't hold a melody that isn't interesting,
then why cant i put to my name maybe its going to be
ashame
and if, and if i melt my hair with a flame
and if this candlelight only brings me to the top of
my eye game
but me telling you i vow my stories

and you know that i delt with my own shit
can you hear the keyboard clicks?
or is it just me?
i need another chemical fix,
I'm running on empty and i just cant see whats wrong
with me
and i am shaking
but not out of desperation
and i am shaking
maybe it is desperation
and denial is on my brain
and i cant think twice
cuz if i do then maybe i would sacrifice
what i found in the first place.
and keeping still is hard
and you know i just cant do it
any longer, its just so hard to get through it
i wish i had a sheet where i was reading all these
lyrics off of
but i don't and there's no music in the background
i only got a flame thats lighting up my face
and hopefully making attractive places seem closer to
me
this is just my sorry attempt to being sexy
can you hear it in my tone?
can you tell me on the telephone?
can you sense an awkward pause
when i cant seem to think of the next word
thats gonna strain from my lips and you know
that i just cant figure out whats gonna be my next
fix
could it be a cigarette? no i quit.
i don't know that you can think of me too
and all the ladies and gentlemen
this song will be through soon
don't, don't break
and don't tell us what you wanna do
you need to be fake
to understand how i feel
understand what I'm going through
to maybe realize what i am thinking is real, real,
real
this it where it picks up picks up picks up
this it where it repeats repeats repeats
every word that i must say
and maybe you might think of what i do i do i do
maybe I'm right I'm right I'm right
i might stress a little bit i might sh sh shiver
and you might think twice about what you do
cuz you might lose what you maybe think about hey hey
and maybe if i lit this match a little earlier
and maybe if i lit this wax a little later
maybe everything would be different
and maybe maybe we call it the butterfly effect.
we call it ah ah call it ah ah we call it a deep
breath
and the stereo that cant catch me
and a passion and a passion that cant stay on.






by cupcake.pink~