You've always known where to find me,
I'm not the only stranger here.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Of course this played when I thought of you, of us.
It was only fitting to be running through my head.
It pays to dwell on the past,
To think what could have been and be reminded of what was.
One day nothing will be more than a memory.
It was only fitting to be running through my head.
It pays to dwell on the past,
To think what could have been and be reminded of what was.
One day nothing will be more than a memory.
"This drama sat shot gun
My eyes rained like autumn
Only the glove box knows
How the story goes
Now that this bandage is broken and the cuts left in open
I'll tell you just one thing this wasn't worth the sting"
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