I can’t
tell which lights to go through and you can’t want me like I want you. Tell me
how you always... I know when I awake in the afternoon; it hurts to be so
wrong. Because drunk turns like to love in fucked up words. We always sleep
alone. My ethyl army halts when I do. It stops like heartbeats. Who do yours go
to? Tell me how you always can stand him without vomiting. I know when I awake
in the afternoon; it hurts to be so wrong. And I can only wait for you to call.
You’ll never sleep alone. When it comes down, it’s not easy. Why can’t we stay
gone? Because you’ve got a life. Next time I won’t just speak if I’m spoken to.
But it’s hard to really want you when everybody wants you. It makes me want to
fail, makes me ignore you. It makes me want to want you anyway.
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