Have you ever stared at the wall so long it started to swell
Thought so long you put yourself into a circle of hell
Sitting there on the front porch in your underwear with a cigarette hanging out the corner of your mouth
Breeze flowing through your hair casting your gaze at  splotchy clouds and roughed suburban shingles that line your crooked vision
Haven't shaved or showered for three days
You don't even smoke but for some reason you like that taste of nostalgia
Grades are in the trash, and you don't even have your chess pieces aligned to start playing
Thinking through ever girl you've used, and every other bar you've been to
Now you're stuck
Sitting ***** with a **** eating grin on your mug
There's never been a more lonely sound then the muffled wall sound of two people who are not
Helps you picture the perfect playground for your imagination to take off
Something that speaks in a language you can't decipher with your own clever English
Put down that pencil, to get out of this you're going to need more than a writing utensil
Where are we going to now, you ask?
Dunno, somewhere new, that sounds pretty good.

Getting sick of my best friends
Just want to meet some people on the surface
Everyone's a little ugly on the inside
Or maybe I'm just blind, haven't been able to look past it, it just resides

But I don't need to be picked apart by you, and I don't want to pick you apart
Because maybe we're the problem
Maybe I should stop trying and study hard and go to work
Get caught up in this dishroom small talk
Talk to her till I don't have to think anymore and
Get caught up in what could have been

Death is the absence of life
Dying gives meaning to life

I guess you've heard it all
All the sweet cliche romaticize
When they tell you you're the most beautiful
You just roll your eyes and sigh,
It's they who ruin it for the other guys

How am I to convince you that in such a short period of time
You had taken a mime and brought out someone much more sublime
You taught a man with so much inside sounds he never knew he could make
And when there was nothing left to hide
All of his dark emotions had subsided his heart quakes
And his heart filled with something, that for once was one sided
He knew he loved you, at what was something practically first-sighted


There are no tears, his eyes are dry
But maybe that's because he never got to say his goodbyes
Instead he's stuck with a pain inside that was greater than before he met your evil side

But did you lie to him, because you led him on
You confided in him
When tears ran down your face and you told him that he was genuine
Or was that just something cliche of the feminine
Have you ruined it for the rest of them?
He's lost and confused, and often thinks of you
I bet you with feelings as strong as his, he'd make his way back to you
Some how, some way, how will he ever convince you?

Terra plated eyes, green of intention
Your pupils like pangea, the only homage for mine
Your satellite strengthens every time I feel some sign
Humble freckles spot your soft skin, but you're not quiet, nor shy
The definition of your face dances neon in the night, as we dampen the grass beneath us with our feet
Every smooth curve that forms you is a pleasure to my sight
My somber summer softened by your heartbeat
Such a common sound to hear, but for some reason I have a feeling I'll never forget yours
The first time I knew love was real, but to say that would have left my heart sore
We made that tent our canvas as we sharpened our shadows in the middle of that night
It could have turned any feeling of remorse or regret into right
You are nameless to all but me, and you don't understand that just yet
But I hope that one day you'll wake up when you think of me as the sun sets.