Hi im Joe but you don't know what that means
Names seem to fit types, but friendships fit yours and those are the names that stick
And I think we'll be friends but you don't know what that means because its hard to find someone who cares about you not what you do
I miss you and neither of us knows what that means because we just want the opposite of what we have and we haven't had it
And I love you without knowing what my heart means because I just don't want to lose this chance to be yours
Now im in love with you and the way our hearts play but I don't know what that is because I never figured how to make it talk and walk all together
As we fall apart I don't know what it means because even when I was angry I just threw it out to be with you
These fists fly and we don't know what they mean because you only see half of them and we can never feel the others
Goodbye but you don't know what that means because we were friends forever and life is different now, and without us we're missing everything we knew

******* **** I can't do this anymore this makes me more depressed than I've ever known before but I keep doing it because its mature it demonstrates my ability as a thoughtful lil **** but now I just want to be happy, but not to be happy but feel happy as I let people stab my heart, like reaching for roses through the thorns so maybe I won't, ill back pedal a bit, go back to being a child, then try dumb youthful **** like ***** drugs and dirtier **** because being mature meant growing up, so I skipped a few steps and it makes it feel like **** so lets go back to a time before time became something to go back about, because growing up only makes you mature if you've taken the time to mature as you grow up

I said I'd always care and I meant that, it's the truth even if I ain't right there I've done this all for you, I hate it as I sleep like a bed of nails but instead it's my head resting in a bed of lies cause I said we were done and I stopped feeling your pain but I lied to you so I wouldn't actually see our love wane

I cried at the end of life,
when the curtains all came

down,
it seemed as though that was the end of all their strife,
but the cast threw their party, but it was just a little off,
and they all left a little emptier inside,
not better off
because they were all just acting
even when the pain was real,
but the curtains are gone
and so were their hearts,
and that was finally something real

When I think of you I see the stars,
But,
When I think of us,
I only see the spaces in between

Nothing perplexes my mind,
except the nighttime ceiling
that has nothing but darkness in the unknown,
and in my dreams it has my mind painted up there,
beautiful like the stars through all of time,
and I always wish my dreams would come true

but they never do,
and this would be the exception,
to have my brains coating the wall,
but I can't because they showed me the one thing I could never do is paint

You somehow make me deeper than I ever intended, turning my puddle of a mind into a trench that could never be mended, but when you're gone, my heart turns to lead, and you drag me down instead

If I was a snowman built round and tall
I hope you'd play with me
There's not much I could do all in all
Would I know myself?
Or would I care?
In the end I just hope you can be there
But beware
My love is cold and never really there
So when we warm up and I disappear
I hope you still care to keep my hat and my charcoal
And save it to do it again next year
But not to resurrect me, but to build something better in my memory