would it matter if i remembered how you sang when I wasnt looking?

the way my mind screen shot the moment I fell in love with you at McDonalds

the time i drove you through the greenest woods

your shirt i wore while i was losing you

six months i spent chasing you just to end up a fool?

does it matter when i drink to a black screen and sing to the moon?

i dont want to know where you are,
i dont know where you've been,
every second i breathe is just another reason to be

pass me a drink, im too anxious to sink in this social setting.

give me a drink, I'm twenty one with twenty one mistakes to make.

I'll only have a couple drinks,
enough to drive home. it's only down the street.

i want to drink, push these feelings far
away from me, for a moment I'll feel

free.

i need to drink, my throat will paint this comfy ditch of things I didnt mean

i cant stop drinking, holding a thousand angels on my ***** wings, fighting my course of destruction and replacing my actions with false apologies.

i dont want to drink, my life is my own   and beautifully alone, counting the hours that my drinking is done.

find consolation in such broken eyes,

like another sea of disrepair,

in a moment it's gone,

in the morning it's there.

two dark, perfected circles,

slide around the window of souls.

they never write back,

left alone without my life back,

i cant keep my life on track.

i love mistakes that lie on their back,

but no amount of love,

could ever win my love back.

so i sit in sin seeking what i lack.

leaving thoughts in the ground,

while the future attacks

this sugar-coated knife in my heart:

only night reveals my worth,

always wanting her,

waning war on the hurt.

nightmares with no control,

heavy weight on my soul,

I'll be fine, while my body

only does what its told.

what hurts most,

i might never know.

i turned off the lights in my head,

if i could say sorry,

or bear to see your eyes again

I'd still curl like a coward

never knowing where you went

no matter how many hours spent

i still find comfort in sin

i dont know why

or where i went.

i only hope i see him again.

when i never drink again