Buy me a bottle of whatever you're drinking
cause I'm trying to bury myself in the grave next to your hollow bones
Pace through the traffic back and forth
Maybe I'm blindfolded or just plain blind
Buy me another bottle of whatever you're drinking
cause I'm tired of pretending I'm at war when all I want is peace
I'm staring at the stars, I followed your eyes there
Now I find myself praying you might shift your gaze
Maybe glance at me when I'm not looking
I'll take another round of whatever you're drinking
cause I'm hoping your skeletons are as dark as they look
Lately it's been too bright to sleep
I can see carpe noctem etched in your fingertips
Like a print: your identity
I'll have another glass of whatever you're drinking
cause I can't think of another way to get close to you
For I'm already buried by your hollow bones
I'll take one last shot of whatever we've been drinking
cause it has to be better than drinking the same old **** alone
Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 10:52 AM UTC
Buy me a bottle of whatever you're drinking
cause I'm trying to bury myself in the grave next to your hollow bones
Pace through the traffic back and forth
Maybe I'm blindfolded or just plain blind
Buy me another bottle of whatever you're drinking
cause I'm tired of pretending I'm at war when all I want is peace
I'm staring at the stars, I followed your eyes there
Now I find myself praying you might shift your gaze
Maybe glance at me when I'm not looking
I'll take another round of whatever you're drinking
cause I'm hoping your skeletons are as dark as they look
Lately it's been too bright to sleep
I can see carpe noctem etched in your fingertips
Like a print: your identity
I'll have another glass of whatever you're drinking
cause I can't think of another way to get close to you
For I'm already buried by your hollow bones
I'll take one last shot of whatever we've been drinking
cause it has to be better than drinking the same old **** alone
I don't feel the same way as I used to, and I'm more apologetic than anything. But ever since I met you, you've been easy to write about.
And I won't consider this fiction, because at another time it was true.
