Counting your footsteps as you walk away,
I remember how many steps you took still
to this day.

Crazzy it seems to dance in the rain
but it..s those little things that take
a w a y t h e p a i n

I don't know.
I mean, I want to be his friend.
But then again, I don't.
You know?
I mean how can you simply be friends with someone
when every time you look at them,
you're thinking about how much more you really want?

It's the way he makes you feel.
it's the way that he kisses you.
it's the way that he makes you fall in love.
* sugarcult - pretty girl

I still have that old shirt of yours.
i sleep in it sometimes
to remember of when you would
hold me in your arms.

Your suicide attempts are
useless. God only takes the best

Love is a death sentence
and I'm being put on trial

Every cut I make,
its not deep enough.
every thing I do,
its not good enough

So just kiss me
and let my hair messy itself in your fingers
and let me steady myself
in the arms of a boy
that wont ask me to be what he needs
but lets me exist as i am

{07}
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