[Flashback]
You know
sometimes I think I'm still
afraid of you
and sometimes maybe I'm still in love with you
other times I sometimes still wake up with a dry mouth
and cold sweats
screaming your name
until my throat is so sore **** I swear I'm gonna bleed
gagging on those memories
those ghosts of ****** noses and broken mirrors
keep me up all night like alley cats
****** each other in the street
But I also think that ain't all
[Hangover]
because after all these long and tired weather beaten years
when we both stopped looking like we
did when we were sixteen and got gray haired and bitter
I think we both know that
we can never really leave each other
[Overdose]
That's why after all this time we can meet up
we can eat some stolen pills
chug a beer or two and finish off a warm bottle of wine
then talk about all those old hard knock times
while
we can sit together on your bed
and use
super glue
to patch up
***** glass cuts you made all over your legs
Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 11:35 AM UTC
[Flashback]
You know
sometimes I think I'm still
afraid of you
and sometimes maybe I'm still in love with you
other times I sometimes still wake up with a dry mouth
and cold sweats
screaming your name
until my throat is so sore **** I swear I'm gonna bleed
gagging on those memories
those ghosts of ****** noses and broken mirrors
keep me up all night like alley cats
****** each other in the street
But I also think that ain't all
[Hangover]
because after all these long and tired weather beaten years
when we both stopped looking like we
did when we were sixteen and got gray haired and bitter
I think we both know that
we can never really leave each other
[Overdose]
That's why after all this time we can meet up
we can eat some stolen pills
chug a beer or two and finish off a warm bottle of wine
then talk about all those old hard knock times
while
we can sit together on your bed
and use
super glue
to patch up
***** glass cuts you made all over your legs
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