the front bottoms starters
all from their self titled album.
please fall asleep so I can take pictures of you and hang them in my room.
you are still the only thing and everything I need in my life.
I got your last three e-mails.
when I am sad, I am sad, but when I’m happy, oh god, I’m happy.
you say I hate you, you mean it and I love you sounds fake, it’s taken me so long to figure that out.
I used to love the taste. I would do anything for it. now I would do anything to get the taste out of my mouth.
If you had done anything with anyone else It would have worked out so well.
you are an artist and your mind don’t work the way you want it to.
if I don’t leave now then I will never get away.
I love girls with ex boyfriends that they aren’t really over.
I love places I’ve never been. I love the idea of places I’ll never go.
it probably won’t get easier, just easier to hide.
prepare for an aching the rest of your life.
I will say I love you back to the love that I am given.
I love your eyes, the way they look when you’re uncomfortable.
stop taking pictures with your phone.
casanova just can’t turn the charm on.
you can never tell when they’re fucking around.
everything you’re feeling is common, even though you never felt so alone.
you gotta promise not to break, no matter how far you are bent.
mouth the words to me so we can keep things quiet and I’ll still know exactly what you mean.
it is probably just my friends fucking around.
you are in one of those moods and I am in one of them, too.
you like a man with muscles and I like you.
it’s the cops are coming in type of sobering up.
my friends are happy, I am happy, I have learned to adapt.
I am trying not to stare, holding on to hope I’m sure was never even there.
I have this dream that I am hitting my dad with a baseball bat.
it just sucks it played out like this, a terrible movie and you can tell none of the actors even give a fuck.
you look good tonight girlfriend, can I sleep in your bed?
I’ll do the pushups, I’ll wear the makeup, I’ll do whatever he wants all night.
as soon as I come you will probably forget my name.
I’m holding my breath for you.
There’s no doubt in my mind that if you could then you would try to crack my ribcage open and pull my heart right through.
I’m a creature of a culture that I create.
I’m the last one on the dance floor as the chandelier gives way.
I am permanently preoccupied with your past.
I’ve been around long enough now to know that the good things never last.
How low is your self esteem and how low could it possibly be?
I know you’re in love with me and I’ve been ignoring you.
I will address the issues I cannot ignore.
I will be alone probably the rest of my life
don’t tell me complicated stories about who you used to be but are different and have changed as a person completely.
I am not sure that I want any single part of this. any single part of any of this shit.
you’re part of a program. get with the program.
stop crying, you’re an adult.
it’s just so convenient to be fragile.
this pain is constant and sharp, watching the signals that you send..
I wanna feel lethal on the inside.
all of a sudden I am scared, all of a sudden I can’t breathe, all of a sudden I am nothing in this moment, you are everything.
can you feel that? oh, what a marvelous sensation.
my head has thoughts, what a ridiculous place to start.
I am not a dirty god and I don’t have a dirty body.
I am alone only half of the time, the other half I am only hiding.
I’m pretty sure I am the only guy she’s hooked up with tonight but probably, no, probably not.
you have got to do this now or you can never come home again.
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