… Friends break up, friends get marriedStrangers get born, strangers get buriedTrends change, rumors fly through new skiesBut I’m right where you left meMatches burn after the otherPages turn and stick to each otherWages earned ادامه مطلب

Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end streetFaster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenlyLoving him is like trying to change your mindOnce you’re already flying through the ادامه مطلب

Knew he was a killer first time that I saw himWonder how many girls he had loved and left hauntedBut if he’s a ghost, then I can be a phantomHoldin’ him for ransomSome, some boys ادامه مطلب

I rememberGood girl, sad boyBig city, wrong choicesWe had one thing going onI swear that it was something‘Cause I don’t remember who I was before youPainted all my nightsA color I’ve searched for sinceBut one ادامه مطلب

State the obvious, I didn’t get my perfect fantasyI realize you love yourself more than you could ever love meSo go and tell your friends that I’m obsessive and crazyThat’s fine, you won’t mind if ادامه مطلب

Our coming-of-age has come and goneSuddenly the summer, it’s clearI never had the courage of my convictionsAs long as danger is nearAnd it’s just around the corner, darling‘Cause it lives in meNo, I could never ادامه مطلب

“Your ex-friend’s sisterMet someone at a club and he kissed herTurns out it was that guy you hooked up with ages agoSome wannabe Z-listerAnd all the outfits were terrible2003 unbearableDid you see the photos?”No, I ادامه مطلب

The moon is highLike your friends were the night that we first metWent home and tried to stalk you on the internetNow I’ve read all of the books beside your bedThe wine is coldLike the ادامه مطلب

Looking at it nowIt all seems so simpleWe were lying on your couchI rememberYou took a Polaroid of usThen discovered (Then discovered)The rest of the world was black and whiteBut we were in screaming colorAnd ادامه مطلب

Elevator buttons and morning airStrangers’ silence makes me wanna take the stairsIf you were here we’d laugh about their vacant staresBut right now my time is theirsSeems like there’s always someone who disapprovesThey’ll judge it ادامه مطلب