Fucking FAIRWEATHER...
Words don't contain subtlety, tact eludes speech even in whispers. Pieces of my broken thoughts mumble through my teeth and you learn. I can't keep myself straight. Constant fight to know wants and let my energy be screamed out. You see my way before my eyes catch on and I don't trust you. I can't keep myself straight. You're the first to hear me say it. And it's the last thing that she said that's got me thinking. It's the last thing that she said that changes everything. It's all I know. It's everything. Just stay right here and what I want to come true will never be real It's getting hard to see you It's healthier to stay away from you now. She said you're the one she cant live without. And to those words I try to hold on It's hard to know it time for me to go. Misplaced by closeness, thoughts of friendship. Fail to sate the thoughts I have of us. You know you said that I'm beautiful but what's beauty to you? You wrote to me, said you missed me, but is that the best that you can do?
About my fucking ex, about my fucking everything, my fucking life. How rare is it that you find someone repeating your exact thoughts, word for word, in a fucking song? How often is it you hear a sentence you originally composed yourself repeated in everyday speech?
Words don't contain subtlety, tact eludes speech even in whispers. Pieces of my broken thoughts mumble through my teeth and you learn. I can't keep myself straight. Constant fight to know wants and let my energy be screamed out. You see my way before my eyes catch on and I don't trust you. I can't keep myself straight. You're the first to hear me say it. And it's the last thing that she said that's got me thinking. It's the last thing that she said that changes everything. It's all I know. It's everything. Just stay right here and what I want to come true will never be real It's getting hard to see you It's healthier to stay away from you now. She said you're the one she cant live without. And to those words I try to hold on It's hard to know it time for me to go. Misplaced by closeness, thoughts of friendship. Fail to sate the thoughts I have of us. You know you said that I'm beautiful but what's beauty to you? You wrote to me, said you missed me, but is that the best that you can do?
About my fucking ex, about my fucking everything, my fucking life. How rare is it that you find someone repeating your exact thoughts, word for word, in a fucking song? How often is it you hear a sentence you originally composed yourself repeated in everyday speech?
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xtx:
hmm
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liike pictures in a dream