Saturday, Oct. 04, 2003
sharp tongues
drinking to forget to remember *justenough
you leave such a bitter taste in my mouth
i scream my words at you
nothing ever gets heard
paint me a pretty pictures
give me the keys to lose control
i want to hold your hand as i close my eyes
can i give up before ive told the truth
walk away and forget that we ever existed
dance across my grave when im gone
i dont envisage getting old
im not so good at coping with things like this
i'll kill myself with my words
or maybe someone elses sharp tongue
thissidedown at 11:16 pm