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𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃: lucas s.cott, julian b.aker and diana harrison.

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#𝚄𝙽𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙳𝚁𝚅𝙽𝚂, a one tr.ee h.ill multi muse sideblog to @ttrgrl, iconless, extremely selective and low activity, temporarily exclusive to @everhearts and @illuminatcd.
𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃: lucas s.cott, julian b.aker and diana harrison.
@unkindrvns [ JULIAN ] said: ❛❛ well, this was really nice, maybe we should do this on purpose sometime.❜❜ toPEYTON.
❛❛ WHICH part ? ❜❜ the blonde teased, cocking an eyebrow in amusement as she shifted into a more comfortable position and glanced over at the male. the last thing she was looking for was a new relationship when she originally moved to los angeles, but meeting julian almost felt like fate. she was being careful with her heart and trying to focus solely on her internship, but there was just something about him that drew her in. his shy charm, his love and dedication for the arts, the amazing conversations they’d had and now the night they’d just spent together made it impossible to stay away. it’d been one of the best nights she’d had in a while, and though she didn’t expect anything to come out of it now, part of her hoped something would. ❛❛ the dinner, the sleep-over or the other thing ? ❜❜
it wasn’t hard to believe peyton sawyer had a whole book written about her — hell, if he had any talent for writing in him, he might even give that lucas guy a run for his money. everything about her made him smile, like a wave of supersonic delight that washed over him with the high in a shot of ecstacy, but made out of concentrated sunshine instead. her dimples, her tongue-in-cheek sense of humor, those forest green eyes — she was the closest thing to perfect he’d ever seen out of a movie screen, and she almost felt too good to still be there when the credits of his earnest crush stopped rolling. but he’d be a fool not to live in the joy of real-life cinematic magic for as long as he could. DESPITE HOW VERY FEW TIMES THERE WERE AN NON-TUMULTUOUS WAY TO A HAPPILY EVER AFTER. a dashing smirk hooks to her teasing words, slowly closing in the space between them across the mattress, ❛ well, for the sake of proving the chivalry ain’t dead trope still exists, dinner, but it wouldn’t be very chivalrous of me to lie and say i didn’t thoroughly enjoy the sleep-over and the other thing, too, now, would it? ❜ julian arguments, dimples sculpting an equal-parts mischievous and sweet smile as he brings his thumb up to her cheek, cups her face, and plants a kiss on those angelic lips of hers. barely an inch away, he whispers to seal the deal, ❛ question is, will i be lucky enough to rinse and repeat another time? thursday after work, perhaps? ❜
𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 → accepting.
@unkindrvns : “ someone better call god. looks like he’s missing his prettiest angel. “
there was a raise of her eyebrow, one that said that perhaps the line hadn’t worked in the way that he’d thought it might do. “has that one worked for you in the past?” she asked, though the look fell away to reveal the smile behind it, the one that said that it might have actually worked in the first place. an expression that said that perhaps julian baker was getting closer and closer to brooke davis.
❛ no, but i’d never actually meant it before. ❜ julian candidly yet lightheartedly confesses, his trademark all-overpowering charming smile stretching out across his lips like that of an enamored cheshire cat — hopefully, brooke wouldn’t start letting herself get freaked out by it now. it’d be a heartbreak like those in the movies if he watched her walk out of his sight now: intense and forever life-altering. and some would argue he was still too youthful and dashing to be embittered by the tragedy of lost love like that. ❛ did that make a difference in getting the desired swooning effect, brooke davis? ❜
@unkindrvns [ LUCAS ] said: ❛❛ it was never meant to be, otherwise it would have been, ❜❜ to PEYTON.
JADE hues blinked in surprise, then narrowed at lucas’ words. her arms came up to cross over her chest, and peyton fixed the man before her with a steel gaze. she hadn’t come back to tree hill for him, but she’d definitely been kept awake at night, thinking about the way they’d left things when he’d come to visit her in los angeles. ❛❛ yeah, you’re probably right, ❜❜ the femme responded softly, despite not believing the words coming out of her own mouth. she still believed with all of her heart that they were meant to be, but she didn’t blame him for saying what he did after she’d rejected his marriage proposal. it wasn’t that she didn’t want to marry lucas, it was just that at the time, she thought they were still too young and it was all too rushed. still, her heart broke with every thought of what could have been. ❛❛ besides, you have lindsay now, ❜❜ she added, teeth sinking into her lesser lip. ❛❛ you obviously found your soulmate, and i’m happy for you. ❜❜
his words don’t come from a place of reassurance, but resignation. it is what it is, because, if they hadn’t been able to make it work with his knee on the floor and a ring box in his hand, when would they ever? it almost seemed like the special connection they’d always been tethered by made them stubborn, unable to let eachother go despite their better judgment advising them to. and distance sure made it a hell of a lot easier to believe that he’d closed the peyton sawyer chapter in his book forever, but her return? it felt cruel. CRUEL TO FACE HIM WITH THE FACT THAT MAYBE THINGS STILL WEREN’T THAT EASY, and that he hadn’t moved on as swiftly as he liked to make himself believe. both of them have too much history to not know peyton’s words were politely unsincere, but lucas wasn’t sure he had enough of a clear head to call her out on that and bring something better to the table of their conversation, tempted to hide behind his grown-up and put-together mask for a little longer, ❛ thanks, peyton, i hope you find happiness, too. although, to be honest with you, i’m not sure i believe in the whole soulmates and star-crossed lovers ordeal anymore — sure, it makes for a great writing trope, but real life seems a little too crude and complicated for that. i think if you find someone who loves you and accepts you for everything that you are, the good and the ugly, you can’t get much luckier than that. ❜
Minka Kelly in Euphoria | 2019 -
also, while i’m deep into luke’s brain, the reason peyton always seems to prevail in his heart is he needed to love someone who needed him, someone he felt he was absolutely indispensable to, someone who wouldn’t abandon him. which is why brooke never seemed to fit with him for the long haul, she just didn’t Need him like that, in that co-dependent slightly toxic kind of way. neither did lindsay, even though she came a little more dangerously close to loving lucas blindly than brooke did. however, peyton was the one who fit that mold, and she always did.
you’re always saving me. somebody’s got to.
𝙿𝙴𝚈𝚃𝙾𝙽 ( @everhearts ): i know there’s something waiting for us.
it’d been a moment of weakness, a bad habit that died hard. peyton had let him know she was struggling to make the label work, and despite her clearly pushing away any assistance he could possibly offer, lucas couldn’t let it go. ever since he got back in his car and drove back home, to lindsey, she’d been everything that’d been stranded on his mind, her and that sharp, martyr-like frown she got when she tried to power through suffocating pressure on her own that he knew all too well. that he’d loved all too well. and he knew he shouldn’t have come to the office in the middle of the night, he knows that, but he still couldn’t stay away. HE COULDN’T NOT BE THE GUY WHO SWOOPED IN AND SAVED PEYTON SAWYER IN HER HOUR OF NEED. and he knew he’d come to pay the price for it, sooner or later. which is why he couldn’t further take the bait of her deceivingly promising words and toy with the line of being a bad guy who cheats on his significant other, physically or emotionally, not again. ❛ i wish i was so sure about that, peyton. really, i do, but the fact is i’m not, and i’m not willing leave the woman who said yes to me for the one who said no, so unless by something you mean free rent and a couple nicely exchanged words, i . . . i’m not so sure what else i can give you. ❜
okay so this is mostly just for future reference in threads, but lucas has a really bad habit of, whenever he feels rejected or abandoned, shut out the shame that brings out in him by jumping into a new relationship and rebounding. he needs someone else to see him as hot shit, because he doesn’t think he’s hot shit until someone else validates that he is. danny did a number on his boys and we all know that, but the flip side of that coin is that, because karen and keith have always raved on about what a good boy he is and what astounding and golden morals he’s got because of his sensitivity, he can’t bring himself to admit his decision to get in a new relationship is not because of this epic undeniable feeling of love, but because he’s super insecure and can’t stand to be by himself with those no matter how hard i try i’m not worthy of love thoughts. hence his lying to himself about his true feelings and keeping third parties stuck on relationships whose sole foundation are abandonment issues. thanks for coming to my ted talk and my sincere apologies to brooke and lindsey.
𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 → accepting.
@unkindrvns : ❛ are we having a moment, chris keller? ❜
diana was a world away from the sort of women he’d associated himself with in the past. she was sure of herself, a force to be reckoned with, and put him in his place in a way that rivaled that of the one and only haley james scott. and most of all, for the first time in likely as long as he could remember, he genuinely cared for her. “are you letting chris keller have a moment with you, diana harrison?” the cocky look on his face said that he already knew the answer, but as always, he just couldn’t help himself.
she liked to pretend like she didn’t notice, but damn, he was good. when diana first got to town, she made the mistake of mistaking chris with just another one of his kind — a braggy, slightly mysoginistic self-centered artist who only used girls as chips on his womanizer armor, or muse for his next half-baked attempt at a soul-bearing hit song. truth is it probably had little to do with him or his reputation than it did to do with her and her reluctance to give up one inch of her independence, take a chance and open up to somebody beyond her daring smiles and flirty, sarcastic remarks, all mechanisms to keep love at arm’s length and herself safe from her mother’s frivolous trophy wife wishes for her. and yet, those big blue ocean eyes looked into her mocha hues, and she’s tempted to let herself cross the line. damn you and your reformed bad boy charm, chris keller. and, most of all, DAMN YOU FOR SEEING RIGHT THROUGH ME. brunette holds onto her hard-to-get facade with an amused smirk and an alluring tone, ❛ maybe. but unless you ask me to dinner, i don’t think you’ll ever truly get to find out. ❜
everhearts, 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾.
THIS situation was enough to remind brooke why she typically kept things casual and didn’t get into real relationships; her heart stayed whole and protected that way. at the time, she was sure lucas was worth letting her guard down for but she’d been labeled a fool. she’d tried to tell herself that there was nothing going on and that she had his whole heart but it seemed that no matter what, peyton would always have part of it. the worst part of it was that she still loved him, and part of her still thought they could get past that hiccup. her dignity, however, wouldn’t allow her to give in. his pretty words sank deep down, and a heavy, sad sigh pushed past pink glossed petals. ❛❛ you’re right, you did mess up. ❜❜ her tone was strained, almost as if she couldn’t keep up with her anger any longer. ❛❛ and you know what the worst part of all this is, lucas ? ❜❜ she took a deep breath and wiped at the wet mascara slowly starting to drip down her face. ❛❛ the worst part of this is that i still love you. i shouldn’t, but i do. ❜❜ jade hues glanced up to meet sky-coloured. her tears had more or less stopped, and it was taking everything in her power not to turn her back on him now. ❛❛ at least now you can be with peyton, right ? someone gets their happy ending. ❜❜
i still love you. the words conflict him in the obscurest depths of his being, as he wasn’t sure what to make of them — were they a metaphorical door of hope that opened, hope of a second chance being a possibility for them, or were they punishment instead? the punishment of the poignant realization that love didn’t always conquer all, that it wasn’t ENOUGH? brooke’s bitter, scorned comment pointed towards the latter, and so now it was lucas who found himself in the position to power through the heartbreak in his voice, ❛ i don’t think there’s a happy ending in sight for any of us, brooke — peyton’s barely said a word to me since you guys had your big fight, i think it’s pretty clear where you stand, and i don’t think i got a right to ask anything out of the two of you right now. but if i did ask for something, it'd be for you guys to try and work stuff out — you’ve been friends for too long to throw it all away for some stupid, selfish guy, and i know you miss eachother every day, so — don’t let me come in the middle of that more than i already have, brooke. forgive her. if there’s someone graceful enough to that and wipe the slate clean, it’s you. ❜
@unkindrvns [ LUCAS ] said: ❛❛ what are you listening to ? ❜❜ to PEYTON.
PEYTON was accustomed to people showing up at her bedroom door unannounced, but was still slightly surprised to see lucas in the doorway when she glanced back. ❛❛ well, look what the cat dragged in ! ❜❜ her tone was playful and her initial surprise melted into a warm and excited smile; she couldn’t help it, especially since lucas scott didn’t show up in her doorway very often. ❛❛ i was listening to the cure, ❜❜ the femme answered as she held up the vinyl case for his inspection. ❛❛ but since it just ended, i’m trying to decide what to listen to next. ❜❜ she gestured to the box laying near the record player, then carefully removed the cure vinyl she’d been listening to before his arrival and returned it to the case. ❛❛ i’m open to suggestions, if you have any. ❜❜ lucas had good music taste too, and peyton was sure any suggestion of his wouldn’t disappoint.
lucas took her trademark sassy remark with one of his own distinctively charming, boyish chuckles — he’d found fighting fire with fire to be a good tactic with the riddle wrapped in a mystery inside of an inveterate loner that was peyton sawyer. it’d got him through the door, right? then again . . . ❛ you should really consider using the lock on your front door more often. you never know when the cat might drag in someone a little less agreeable than me, like, say, a serial killer. or tim. ❜ and he jokes about it, but he really does worry — with her dad out at sea until further notice and no one else around to look out for her, he figures somebody’s got to. AS EASY A TARGET AS THAT MAKES HIM TO HER ENDLESS TEASING REMARKS.
brand new tree hill raven pushes his weight off the door frame and past her bedroom threshold, allowing ocean hues to wander around the impressive yet bleak art on the walls and her gigantic vynil collection — maybe some of his careful observations helped place one more piece in the thrilling puzzle she posed in his mind. his head turns around at her suggestion, and he instantly knew this was somewhat of a test — make the wrong pick according to her privileged musical instincts, and say goodbye to replacing his half-brother in the boyfriend title. BUT WHEN IN DOUBT, THERE WAS ALWAYS THE OPTION OF SARDONIC IRONY. he swiftly moves through the alphabetically-ordered box, and picks out a 1999 single by ataris: your boyfriend sucks. lucas doesn’t hesitate putting it on the record player, before looking back at her with a bold look in his eye, ❛ i think you’ll like this one. ❜
MEET DIANA HARRISON, a middle-class pageant queen desperate to be something other than skin-deep beautiful. born and raised in louisiana, her mother put her up to compete in beauty contests from the age of five, hoping to both get some extra money as well as grooming her to make a life out of her good looks and marrying someone with means so she wouldn’t have to struggle like their family did. she always liked the singing in the contests best, and deep down knew that was something she wanted to do: pursue a life emoting the feelings she’d always kept so close to her chest to try and not let her family down, breaking free of the expectations or assumptions other placed on her and using her voice. that’s how, despite her father’s belief in her ability to make a difference through her intellect as a lawyer or a doctor, she let him down by going to the american musical and dramatic academy.
A SELF-MADE WOMAN on a full-scholarship and working endless waitressing jobs to pay for her rental apartment near campus, diana could be described as fiercely independent, down-to-earth, stubborn, passionate as well as confident and sassy, exhibiting great loyalty to her friends and strong morals and work ethic. she finds herself tied to tree hill when her older brother gregory marries vivian james, ivy-league lawyer and sister to haley james; and more precisely, when vivian calls in a favor to audition for a developing musical to the best seller of the same name, an unkindness of ravens. it’s when she gets the part her visits become more frequent, and the furthest thing from a rich and established prince charming knocks on her door . . . PLACES.
everhearts, 𝗅𝗎𝗄𝖾.
WAS the constant heartbreak some kind of karma for being the kind of person that she was for so many years of her life ? brooke couldn’t help but wonder, as it seemed the universe always had it in for her. she’d never been one toopen her heart or give it away so willingly but lucas had a certain charm that made her want to try. she hadn’t been a perfect girlfriend by any stretch of the imagination, but she’d done her absolute best and stayed devoted and loyal because she was convinced that her heart was safe with him; perhaps that was her first mistake. yet, even with her broken heart, the femme still loved him and that was part of what made it hurt so much. ❛❛ sorry isn’t enough and you know it, lucas. ❜❜ venom was laced into her tone and she had to will herself to stay calm, even though tearful eyes were betraying her. ❛❛ you told me that you loved me, and then you turned around and cheated on me with mybest friend. ❜❜ chocolate hues narrowed and she swiped furiously at the tears that fell. ❛❛ what an ego boost for you, huh ? having two girls chasing after you like this. ❜❜
silence is consent, and so a remorseful and shameful gulp travels down his throat like sharp knives, wishing for the ground to split wide open and shallow him whole where he was safe from disappointing or hurting anyone else. after so many years of hearing what a good and sweet boy he was, he couldn’t help but wonder if the dan scott in his genes were finally starting to catch up to him, and no matter how hard he tried to avoid it, it’d only get worse from here on out. maybe it’d be best if no one was around to see that, if he weren’t here at all. but sorry ocean eyes look up to find brooke’s heartbreakingly beautiful sorrowful gaze, an attempt to man up into being in this excruciatingly painful moment with her, as hard as it was, the last shred of his pride finding his voice in the depths of his larynx, as he couldn’t silently comply to that false bitter statement, ❛ it wasn’t like that, brooke. i never meant for this to happen, not like this, i — i did love you. i loved the way you made me laugh, the way you weren’t afraid to be yourself, how you inspired me to do the same and live life without fear of the unknown. none of that was a lie, but then peyton said she was ready for a real relationship, and i just — i messed up. i was a coward, and when i knew i had to choose one of you, i didn’t. that’s how i ended up losing two girls i really cared about. again, there’s no excuse that could make what i did okay, but my ego is deflated, brooke, not boosted. not in the slightest. ❜
@unkindrvns [ LUCAS ] said: ❛❛ you’re an asshole, you know that ? ❜❜ to NATHAN.
PART of nathan wanted to ignore his brother’s words since responding would only make things worse, but his built up rage wouldn’t allow him to simply let it go. ❛❛ and you need to learn how to mind yourown damn business, ❜❜ the male responded with a scoff, eyed narrowed into a cold glare. ❛❛ don’t act like you know everything, luke, because you don’t. my relationship with haley has nothing to do with you. ❜❜ it was a stupid thing to argue about and nathan knew it, but he was tired of others prying into his personal life and trying to tell him what to do. he’d been emancipated for a reason, and only he knew how he was feeling at any given moment in time. perhaps he’d been too harsh with haley and deep down he was glad that she had lucas, but his hurt and frustration trumped everything else. ❛❛ worry about your own mess of a love life and leave mine alone. ❜❜
lucas knew he was treading on thin ice, nathan being close to that of a ticking bomb ever since haley skipped town, and the surprising part was? that hadn’t changed one bit upon her return — if anything, it’d gotten worse, his bruised ego feeding off of her pain and remorse.
𝙹𝙾𝙷𝙽 𝟾:𝟽, 𝙽𝙺𝙹𝚅: he who is without sin among you, let him throw a stone at her first.
what made nathan think he of all people had the right to admonish her for her mistakes as harshly as he was? a broken heart? well, he might not be the first scorned and resentful man on the planet, but he would be the first douchebag to be called out on it if luke had something to do about it, ❛ see, that’s where you’re wrong, little brother — haley is my business, she was my best friend long before you came into the picture, and over my dead body will i let you keep treating her like you have ever since she rolled back into town. you don’t wanna act like a man and forgive her, fine, but quit leading her on like she stands a chance — it’s downright cruel, and i won’t allow it. are we clear? ❜
this is a kind reminder that this blog is, for now, very much an experiment and it’s closed off to the general public, at least until i feel more comfortable on it. please, do not interact unless you are chels, or you will be softblocked.
𝙱𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙺𝙴 ( @everhearts ): i hate you for what you did.
he wondered if it might ever get easier: the constant feeling of shame, of being the bastard dan scott had set him up to be and letting everyone he loved down, including brooke. specially brooke. his mom was right, she’d been nothing but good to him ever since they started dating, and how did he repay her? by making out with her best friend and making up some cheap excuse to end things instead of coming clean to her like a man. there was nothing he could say or do to fix that now, and so he willingly soaked up the venom in her words, the anger she’d prompted in her broken heart, and hoped that at least that, dishing it all out, would make her feel better. but luke was afraid it wouldn’t even begin to cover it. ❛ trust me, i hate myself for what i did, too. not that it matters, it’s just — i really am sorry, brooke. that i wasn’t half the guy you expected me to be. the guy you deserved for me to be. and if you can’t ever find the way to forgive me for what i did, then — i guess i’ll have to live with that. ❜
PHOEBE BRIDGERS LYRIC PROMPTS.
inspired from phoebe’s albums: punisher and stranger in the alps. as always, some triggering content may be present! change any pronouns to better suit your muse(s) needs!
why would somebody do this on purpose?
i wanted to go, but i didn’t.
we talk until we think we might just kill ourselves.
you were screamin’ at the evangelicals.
swore i could feel you through the walls.
i had to carry you.
i’m hungry for blood.
somebody better be dying.
now i can’t breathe, and i can’t sleep.
i feel something when i see you now.
anyway, don’t be a stranger.
i hate living by the hospital.
you must’ve been looking for me.
if it meant i would see you when i die.
all the skeletons you hide…
it must be something in the water.
will you have me, or watch me fall?
remember getting the truck fixed?
i know there’s something waiting for us.
i don’t know what i want.
baby, you’re a vampire.
i can’t open my mouth and forget how to talk.
always surprised by what i do for love.
we can be anything.
please don’t hold me to it.
i only went one time.
the end is here.
and what about the band?
show me yours, i’ll show you mine.
i know he needs you, you’re all that he sees.
be whatever you want.
i scared you in your house.
i want to live at the holiday inn.
i guess it’s too late to change it now.
i’m thinking out loud.
tell me what you’ll do, please.
one of your eyes is always half-shut.
i’m singing at a funeral tomorrow.
i’ve been talking to his dad, it makes me so sad…
somebody roll the windows down.
i’ve got a good feeling.
i would do anything for you.
i’ll be whatever you want.
i don’t need you to tell me what that means.
i asked him nicely once to pack his things and go.
something happened when you were a kid.
there’s a last time for everything.
i couldn’t take it any longer, and i lost control.
it’s amazing to me how much you can say.
i didn’t know you then and i’ll never understand.
do you feel ashamed?
i went with you up to the place you grew up in.
there’s something i’m supposed to say.
i swear i’m not angry, that’s just my face.
you, you must’ve been looking for me.
no, i’m not afraid of hard work.
you got me good; i knew you would.
you know the killer doesn’t understand.
man, i wish that i could say the same.
if i fix you, will you hate me?
i miss you like a little kid.
i could scream to drown you out.
next time i see you, you’ll show me.
he is a fine new addition, so young and so clean.
always have and i always will.
i’m at the movies, i don’t remember what i’m seeing.
i’m tired of trying to get in the house.
wouldn’t know where to start.
i want to believe.
i’m losing all my hair.
it’s a government drone or an alien spaceship.
everyone knows you’re the way to my heart.
i even scared myself by talking.
i’m on the outside looking through.
i’m standing too close.
sorry that it all went down like it did.
last night, i blacked out in my car.
i’m gonna kill you.
he came up through the water without a sound.
you get a few points for tryin’.
i can count on you to tell me the truth.
i’ve never seen you smiling so big.
he got me good, i knew he would.
i’m always pushing you away from me.
he missed my heart.
i grew up here, ‘til it all went up in flames.
i want to go home.
they dragged me off to jail, set a million dollar bail.
i will always be right here.
there’s no place like my room.
i don’t wanna be alone.
i wanted to see the world.
but i asked him one more time, this time pulled out my shiv.
was hoping you would let it go, and you did.
the drug stores are open all night.
no, it’s not important, they’re just pretty words, my dear.
that’s quite a list, but there’s one thing you missed.
it’s gonna be just like my recurring dream.
i’m a liar.
i get this feeling whenever i feel good.
i’ll stay out of my own hell.
for generations, they’ll romance us, make us more.
that’s just how i feel.
i buried a hatchet, it’s coming up lavender.
i turned around, there was nothing there.
from the window, it’s not a bad show.
not even the burnouts are out here anymore.
i hardly feel anything at all.
so i gotta go, i know, i know, i know.
you were still in the ambulance.
you always say that you’d prefer to drown.
i’m amazed that you’re alright.
when i’m lonely, that’s when i’ll burn it.
if you find me, will you know me?
they were screamin’ right back from what i remember.
i’ve been running around in circles.
i've been playing dead.
i’m sleeping in my bed again, and getting in my head.
they make you live in the past.
i can hardly feel anything.
i woke up in my childhood bed.
a feeling of relief came over my soul.
i want to know what would happen.
you’re gonna drown in your sleep for sure.
he never lies or picks up his phone.
you’re holding me like water in your hands.
baby, it’s halloween.
after a while you went quiet.
no, i’m not afraid to disappear.
you must’ve been looking for me.
i would give you the moon.
i have this dream where i’m screaming underwater.
they killed a fan down by the stadium.
i want to be wrong.
when i think too much about it i can’t breathe.
i can’t sleep and i miss your face.
they strapped me in the gurney, took me off to the infirmary.
i’ll find a new place to be from.
i hate you for what you did.
that makes me feel old.
he got me in the shins, and he got me in the arms.
i’m gonna chase it, i know, i know, i know.
all of our problems? i’m gonna solve 'em.
i’m stupid in love.
yeah, i guess the end is here.
i won’t be home with you tonight.
underneath her whimpering, i could hear the sirens sound.
fell on hard times a year ago.
sometimes i think i’m a killer.
we can be anything.
there is no distraction that can make me disappear.
i dreamt that he drowned.
when he gets older, he might be the one.
she can do anything she wants to.
plus, i’m pretty sure i’d miss you…
either way, we’re not alone.
you don’t have to know that it’s haunted.
you know i hate to be alone.
guess i lied.
wouldn’t know when to stop.
i think when you’re gone, it’s forever.
i’ll be glad that i made it out.
either i’m careless or i wanna get caught.
i hope you kiss my rotten head.
it’s 4 a.m. again.
we found our way out.
he missed my heart.
we have the same face.
hear so many stories of you at the bar…
all the bad dreams that you hide…
he’s half the man and you’re twice as tall.
i gotta go now, i know, i know, i know.
i don’t forgive you.
if i breathe you, will it kill me?
man, i hate this part of texas.
you know i’m never gonna let you have it.
and i changed my mind.
he might be the one.
it’s for the best.
you had to go, i know, i know, i know.
i’m too tired.
tell me what you wanna do to me.
i faked it every time.
you missed my heart.
oh, come on, man!
you were in a band when i was born.
i have everything i wanted.
i’m not gonna go down with my hometown in a tornado.
i don’t believe in that stuff anymore.
jesus christ, i’m so blue all the time.
saw him in the kitchen, hanging up the phone.
i feel something when i see you.
there’s nothing i can do.
i am sick of the chase.
you are somebody’s baby.
i hate your mom.
i got mean.
so long, prison boy!
it’ll be the last time.
i would do anything you want me to.
but right now, it feels good not to stand.
i love a good place to hide in plain sight.
i will try to drown you out.
take a dirty picture, babe.
it’s sad that his baby died.
i’m doing nothing.
hey, why do you sing with an english accent?
i get everything i want.
i look at the sky and i feel nothing.
when you touch down, i’ll be waving.
now i’m too tired to go to sleep.
i feel like i know you?
i hate it when she opens her mouth.
it’s just a matter of time before i’m hearing things.
call me when you land.
would you fuck this and let us fall?
they still got payphones…
you might be dying.
i’m a bad liar.
you wrote me a letter…
i’ve given all my love.