Oh tear ducts and rust
I'll fix it for us
We're collecting dust
But our love's enough
You're holding it in
You're pouring a drink
No nothing's as bad as it seems
We'll come clean
______________________
I've been sad.
How do I want it all of these things when I don't get to take all of it in with the person who's all the world to me?
No comments:
Post a Comment