I could spend months writing about you but I could lose myself writing about my mistakes.
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I could spend months writing about you but I could lose myself writing about my mistakes.
To my darling, To my sweet, I am stumbling up the street I think I've had to much to drink Cause my problems are so close to home And my nights feel all too alone As I'm waiting for something to happen Simple tasks are so damn vain Every day growing insane So I'll just end it here laughing, tonight
Being wanted and needed are two very different things but are easily confused.
Better than worse, depending on how you choose to see it.
You push and pull me so much I can’t tell if you’re shaking me.
The hardest question to answer once you’ve hit rock bottom, what’s the point?
It’s too bad I didn’t see you from the beginning. The late night crash with drinks that make our blood start thinning; And we think we’re livin’ ; And we think we’re winning; But we’re just falling down.
Little did I know, it was the best mistake I ever made.