My fingertips are holding onto the
cracks in our foundations,
and I know that I should let go,
but I can't.
And everytime we fight I know it's not right,
everytime that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget, but I can't.
You said I must eat so many lemons,
'cause I am so bitter.
I said "I'd rather be with your friends mate,
'cause they are much fitter"
Yes it was childish
and you got aggressive
and I must admit that I was a bit scared,
but it gives me thrills to wind you up.
Sometimes songs just sum it up better than I can.
It's just really bad now. 4 am, wide awake, writing a blog. Maybe it isn't my stress that has been keeping me awake. And unfortunately the wine-oh it does not help me to sleep.
It was so good before, so young, so hopeful. Promises, monsters, and flying glass. What a mess.
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I used to say things just to get a reaction .. and feel like I couldn’t live without them ..but that’s how I felt about the one before ..and the one before that
you are not stuck ..
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I'm watching kate nash on youtube ..thank you ..and i'm also reading 'the monk' ..thank you for that too .. :)
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