Jagged
Quiet nights aren’t peaceful When your mind never stops... Hell, even the keyboard’s too loud
It’s the difference between: Laying down beside you And sneaking into bed at midnight
I don’t want to wake you I don’t want to worry you And somehow I feel guilty
For my thoughts, and for my mind And for coming to bed too goddamn late And for you feeling lonely.
Believe me, I feel it too.
You’re incredible, yet I’m flawed Sorry, broken... In so many pieces...
No matter how you look at me You’re blinded by my jagged edges And even sharper tongue
Even when I never say a word...












