Sunday, October 02, 2005

:: moisturizer ::

I wasn't bothered at all. Really.

But right now i'm just really afraid of tomorrow morning, and the next morning, and so on and so forth.

I'm thinking... what sort of tears would come to follow with the events surpassing... and though i know i'll smile through the week - i just wonder if we'll hit another weeping wednesday like we did before.

But.... i trust you enough to know that you're in control of what you're doing, and you should know that i would never push you to decide in anyone else's favour but yourself.

Weep no more... at least not til i come back.

Coming out of my cage
And I've been doin' just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss


Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag

Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest now
He takes off her dress now
Let me go

And I just can't look
It's killing me
And taking control

Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
Cuz i'm Mr. Brightside

I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doin' just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss

Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag

Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest now
He takes off her dress now
Let me go

Cus I just can't look
It's killing me

...And taking control...

Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes

Cuz i'm Mr. Brightside.

:)

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spoken. at 8:53 PM



"Point your gun in another direction — now that you've cried yourself to sleep."