as one loves certain dark things (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} springcerazos) wrote,@ 2006-10-09 19:45:00 |
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Is there really no way to reach me?
Am I already gone?
So this is your maverick
And this is Vienna
And suddenly I become a part of your past
I'm becoming the part that don't last
I'm losing you and its effortless
Without a sound we lose sight of the ground
In the throw around
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Long story short: I want someone to give a damn without feeling like s/he has to.
Drama queen, I know.
And I haven't called my therapist yet.
Someone please hit me. Tomorrow, I swear.
Am I already gone?
So this is your maverick
And this is Vienna
And suddenly I become a part of your past
I'm becoming the part that don't last
I'm losing you and its effortless
Without a sound we lose sight of the ground
In the throw around
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Long story short: I want someone to give a damn without feeling like s/he has to.
Drama queen, I know.
And I haven't called my therapist yet.
Someone please hit me. Tomorrow, I swear.
