We are kids,
we are thieves.
With broken hearts,
and tricks up our sleeves.

We are slaves to the night,
with a mind of our own,
and we’ll only give out
as much as what’s shown.

We are your future,
your present,
your past.

We come with a vengeance,
and hell, we move fast.

You can never forget us,
we steal your time.
Once yours is up,
it becomes mine.

My life has been nothing

but a sequence of clever phrases,

nights of feeling alive,

and putting names to faces.

I’d rather be sad with you,

than happy and alone,

because these days go on forever

and my heart is made of stone.

I can only see one shade,

there is only one hue,

and I just can’t seem to picture

this world without you.

So, let’s get into bed,

wrapped in your favorite sweater,

you are my home,

I want to stay here forever.