I've no idea what I'm doing but **** I do it well
If you don't approve, then guess I'll see you in hell.
Because I'm sick of just letting the days go by
counting down the hours till the day that I die.
So from now on all that matters is me,
and from now on I'll be happy, just you wait and see.

"You deserve better"
may have been the biggest lie i've ever been told

He used to look at me with awe,

I would look at his eyes,
they were smiling at me as he saw me
his heart was racing
his hands were shaking

I would look into his eyes,
as he spoke to me
his gentle voice speaking in such a monotonous yet, enchanting tone
his eyes still dancing with glee

I would look into his eyes,
as we sat in silence
because in that moment,
we were the only two people left in the world

but when I looked into his eyes one last time,
he said, "you deserve better"
I saw nothing,
I saw a cold, glassy stare off into the distance
as if every memory we had together had vanished into oblivion.

And yeah the *** might burn on it's way down
but it burns the voice I'm trying to drown.
It's Christmas Eve, pour me another drink,
quickly before my mind starts to think.
Maybe after one more round I won't feel the same,
maybe after the third I'll forget your name.

When the poet no longer has a muse,
and the comedian's jokes cease to amuse,
when the artist's paint has all run dry,
and dreams of immortality start to die,
and we think back to the days that we now miss,
not even all that happiness was worth this,
then paint one last picture and tell one last joke,
write one more poem and on your words they'll choke,
because what we're doing may not be right,
but I for one shall go down with a fight.

Hey there sweetheart, it's kinda been a while
and I was thinking that I kinda miss your smile
and how about another kiss?
as we talk about the times we miss
how about you stay another night
and I can try to make things right,
make it up to you and make your heart race
with the lies that hurt you in the first place
I could press you against the wall,
remind you of when we had it all
or we could go back to that park
steal some more kisses after dark,
or maybe I could tell the truth
that love's as real as the fountain of youth

I miss the way you said my name
I miss loving you and you feeling the same
I miss that loving, lustful look in your eyes
I miss how around how around time always flies
I miss how every moment with you made want a million more
I miss looking at you, you're the most beautiful thing I ever saw
I miss you, because I'm still in love
and you're still an angel, belonging above

I remember holding your hand thinking "This is it",
happiness because together our hands would perfectly fit
But you let go, and now your hands not my to hold
The hand of the girl with whom I'd happily grow old