Can you come over tonight and fill this void?
I’ve been waiting for so long to dance.
You taught me how to play the game
though I never stood a chance.
For now I’ll just **** the nights away
Looking for nothing but the bottom of a bottle.
With only myself to blame
I lay naked and cold for all to see.
Tongue tied again
My vocal chords have swelled
This empty canvas is colored black
My heart now beats to the stabbing pain in my back.
(A subtle reminder of how we left things)
but for now ill **** the nights away
(with him)
looking for noone and nothing
I walk around with a hollowed grin
Pretending I can still feel something
It’s not the same
No its not the same
But im tired of standing up just to fall down again
Sick of the so-called game we play
I surf the night on the harshest of winds
So for now Ill **** the nights away
Cause there is no turning back
I just want what was rightfully mine from the start
Surrender the other half of this beating heart.
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 7:09 PM UTC
Can you come over tonight and fill this void?
I’ve been waiting for so long to dance.
You taught me how to play the game
though I never stood a chance.
For now I’ll just **** the nights away
Looking for nothing but the bottom of a bottle.
With only myself to blame
I lay naked and cold for all to see.
Tongue tied again
My vocal chords have swelled
This empty canvas is colored black
My heart now beats to the stabbing pain in my back.
(A subtle reminder of how we left things)
but for now ill **** the nights away
(with him)
looking for noone and nothing
I walk around with a hollowed grin
Pretending I can still feel something
It’s not the same
No its not the same
But im tired of standing up just to fall down again
Sick of the so-called game we play
I surf the night on the harshest of winds
So for now Ill **** the nights away
Cause there is no turning back
I just want what was rightfully mine from the start
Surrender the other half of this beating heart.
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