you were the bad guy in my life
but a good guy in everyone else's
what did I do
to make you hate me so much
to want to break my heart in two
to have me think that I am unworthy.
what did you do

But now tell me love,
What happens when
the bottle is empty
And we go home?

It feels like you’re dead
But you’re still alive
And that makes it hurt even more

His smile is made of indie love songs and red Wine

If you fold up your paper,
turn off your radio and TV,
sit on the steps and sip your tea,
watch the birds and speak no words
as the sun rises yellow and round,
making rainbows on the dewy lawn,
you could fool yourself into thinking
there’s no ****** war going on.