The course of two years
didn't come cheap
We spilt blood and money
Because living isn't free
Neither is dying
you said to me
So we hang onto our bittersweet
memories
Singing Paramore
into an empty sea
Bring more bottles home to me
at least I can press my lips to them
and remember
how you kissed me
Your alcoholism is killing you
My dreams go with you
into our placid sea
may the sweet lord
recognize you
your body
has been the cost of living
two years
didn't come cheap
Dec 21, 2011
Dec 21, 2011 at 7:55 PM UTC
The course of two years
didn't come cheap
We spilt blood and money
Because living isn't free
Neither is dying
you said to me
So we hang onto our bittersweet
memories
Singing Paramore
into an empty sea
Bring more bottles home to me
at least I can press my lips to them
and remember
how you kissed me
Your alcoholism is killing you
My dreams go with you
into our placid sea
may the sweet lord
recognize you
your body
has been the cost of living
two years
didn't come cheap