Friday, March 26, 2010

set aside your dancing shoes
they've been standing still
with scuffs from use
wore them once when you were used
today theres a different reason to wear them shoes

i wanna be the culprit
sabotage love,
throw him out,
yeah yeah
the only one
rusted colored razors
come undone
burnt bics and made up late
at night, to take a picture alone

let me know you're dying,
how bad it hurts
and when you're dying
i'll dress you in your favorite shirt
the best last impression you can give
i'm alone forever,
eternity
words and slurs and photos
that only hurt me
pack up back up desert me,

leave it alone
we're almost through
or am i
finally getting through to you

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