brilliant transformations scare her she doesn’t know what she’ll become or how they’ll react but she knows this is what she wants this is what she’s been waiting for and even though they’ll stare brilliant transformations scar her but she will convalesce, she will blossom, and they will adjust and she’ll finally be everything she wanted
7 oclock I pull up to the house where the party is at Which happens to be your house And I can see that the place is packed But I already know that no matter how many people are in those rooms I will be alone
9 oclock 2 hours and only four shots in And I am not yet drunk enough to be having a good time
11 oclock I saw you looking at me from across the room And maybe it was just the alcohol But I could've swore I saw longing in your eyes
1 oclock I left without saying goodbye Because I knew if I opened my mouth around you my lips would carry themselves to yours
2 oclock** I couldn't stop thinking of you on my ride home And I hated myself for avoiding you The crash of metal against metal that filled my ears was surprisingly enough to make my thoughts stop
something a friend said to me struck me pretty hard and after much mulling produced this. using the universal 'you' here, because I'm talking about me, really.