You were all that she wanted
Her everything
Her reason to keep going

But then you decided
To throw away that façade
To show true

You knew you had her
You knew it all too well
She wouldn't leave
She'd never tell

You're her mountain
That never ending climb
Her anguish

Why am I so stupid around you
Why do I always say the wrong things
I'm always making a fool out of myself
Always clumsy, always thick

I'm constantly blushing
Always red in the face
It's not a pretty look for me
Or for anyone in that case

My heart races when you come near
My tongue goes thick in my mouth
I can't speak, cant think
I always wish I were somewhere else


Life would be better if it went back to the way it was before
Just friends **nothing more

Shadows settle on the place, that you left.
Our minds are troubled by the emptiness.
Destroy the middle, it's a waste of time.
From the perfect start to the finish line.

And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones.
'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs.
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
The lovers that went wrong.

We are the reckless,
We are the wild youth
Chasing visions of our futures
One day we'll reveal the truth
That one will die before he gets there.

And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones.
'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone.
We're setting fire to our insides for fun.
Collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home,
It was a flood that wrecked this home.

And you caused it,
And you caused it,
And you caused it

Well I've lost it all, I'm just a silhouette,
A lifeless face that you'll soon forget,
My eyes are damp from the words you left,
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.

And if you're in love, then you are the lucky one,
'Cause most of us are bitter over someone.
Setting fire to our insides for fun,
To distract our hearts from ever missing them.
But I'm forever missing him.

And you caused it,
And you caused it,
And you caused it

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2QT5eGHCJdE

"I'll wait for you,"
when we were kids,
you had said.

But Jack's still comatose
and Jill is dead.

You never came.

je ne suis qu'une femme
qui cache un enfant derrière son visage
cette fille qui me tient la main
et qui me suit avec pieds lourds
yeux soit au soleil ou au sol
mais jamais devant elle
et moi, je dois toujours
regarder derrière moi
pour faire certaine qu'elle n'est pas tombé
encore sur la terrain que nous traversons ensemble
ensemble, mais pas du tout
la même personne
je suis une femme, mais pas encore
fini mon enfance

I am a writer and a romantic
Late at night my thoughts
Start to sound poetic

The curve of your spine
Molds to mine
And becomes my cocoon

The sound of your voice
Gritty and **** in the dark
Becomes my melody
Calming my eager heart

The ridges in your fingerprints
Become tattooed on my bones
And my muscles respond
At their recognition

Your breath warm on my neck
Sending little icicles
Through my nervous system
That warm my fingers and toes

Lay with me in the dark
Speak to me in words
And I will read you
In poetry

I have been raised in a church
To believe that love between
Two people
A man and a woman
Is sacred
They taught me
Only people who love each other
Can have ***
I have grown up
Believing in futures and eternal love
And the idea that the man
Who holds me in his arms
And takes my innocence
Will be the one
Who holds my child
With the same tenderness

I do not believe
In promises of forever
The man who steals
What I've protected
For so long
Will never meet my children
It's time to wake up
And step outside these sacred walls
I cannot hide
Under the blanket of ignorance
Anymore

Someone once asked me
To describe how it felt
To be in love

And I found myself describing
How it felt to be
With you