Oh the longing to feel glamorous.
looking shiny in the bright lights...

Skipping to conclusions of being in love
seems to always be what I tend to do...

Staring down at my feet,
looking at the holes in my shoes...

Welcome to Heads Up Hospital
Where every soul inside is content...

Cupid cupid cupid.
throwing your arrows around like its nothing...

Walk into the bathroom
with your feet touching...

Layin down
in front of the tv...

Laying in the dark
thinking about everything that could have been...

Hold on,
wait a second...

Said that you were the good one,
the one i didn't need to erase...

Pick up the tray that hold memories,
thoughts that belong to you...

A spark that ignited
out of no where...