painted.i asked, can i paint your picture and she saidpaint me eyes so i can see itdraw me hands so i can touch itgive me heart so i can feel iti never painted her.
Black and green.Dream a dreamof black and greenand cuastic, faithless lies.Dream some dreamof things unseen...then open up your eyes.Flee this dreamand just see the gleamof the green in the eyes of your lover.
There aren't enough words.Sometimes I feel that if I walk out into the rain it will wash away the parts of me until there's nothing left. And your love is like a waterfall, a thunderstorm, an ocean, a flood - can you undertsand why I am scared?
Yesterday and the night beforeTo myself of yesterday, and the night before.Before you do anything, think of your reasons. One drink is okay, but another and another? You know what you're like when the Smirnoff bottle is half empty and there's someone on the couch, and it's just the two of you in the night.I know that you're tired, and so sick of giving, but don't be selfish tonight, okay? I know you feel used, and unwanted, and nothing and everything, nothing at all, but you're not the only one with feelings.When you go to mix another drink and the girls are gone and the lights are off and its magic midnight and everything's lovely just remember those other midnight
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