With spoons in my hand, I stir and stir. Oblivious to the fact: It’s a culinary massacre. I add some salt,
we’re fragile we’re young we’re singing love songs that remain unsung.
They say home is where the heart i… and though that might be true For me, home is where the heat is, “Todays lowest – 32.” Third hottest city in the world,
She’s wild and she’s strong beautiful and calm, A precious of mine, the world in her palm. She’s fun and charming
It’s been a while, Since I last wrote. So much has changed, Just like I hoped. Yes I’ve moved on
You’re holding me tight, Looking into my eye. Think this is it, This is how I wanna die. You make me promises
Snowflakes on my window pane. White and crystal clear. A new country, a cold place, How did I get here? They made me choose,
I procrastinate the best Knowing tomorrow’s the test. Find everything amusing, Even consider a little boozing. Nothing can stop me
I’m waiting for love So I can write again of happy things and not heartbreak and pain. I’m waiting for love
I was running for my life, Away from them. Looking everywhere, In search of help. I saw a friend
A familiar place Beers on the table Casual talks Dawn had appeared The old best friends reunited.
there’s a certain emptiness one I cant describe it hurts but in a weird way this is no way to survive my heart feels hollow
but you come and go like the sea to the shoreline
You’re not on my mind anymore You’re not even in my heart I let you go, you’re not around no… I did my part. When I’m in bed
Our last night together, the worst day ever you promised a forever should’ve known better. Tears in our eyes