I fumbled my hands
And listened
And I hung up
And I cried for a while
And a while
And a while
Thinking about you
And feeling
Sins pouring through
My eyes
And god that guilt
And how I
Love(d) you
And that fact
Almost kills me too
Some nights
Nov 7, 2012
Nov 7, 2012 at 11:09 PM UTC
I fumbled my hands
And listened
And I hung up
And I cried for a while
And a while
And a while
Thinking about you
And feeling
Sins pouring through
My eyes
And god that guilt
And how I
Love(d) you
And that fact
Almost kills me too
Some nights