Sunday, February 4, 2007

Draw Your Guns It's A Shootout

Why can't things be like they used to be?
When everyone was happyor at least they seemed to be
Why can't we smile like we used to?
but now there's nothing I can do
and I'm sorry I can't be there for you
Why can't you hold my hand?
as we dance to the music of this old band
I'm sorry I just don't understand

You're the only thing keeping me alive

I don't know what to do with these thoughts
All of them send my stomach into knots
Coffee and cigarettes remind me of you
and I swear I really don't know what to do
I miss my best friend
and it feels like the world is about to end
I'm no good at rhyming
and this is definately not the best timing
for all these thoughts
and for my stomach to be in knots

I'm missing you

It's the most terrible thing
but it's so amazing
I haven't smiled like this in a long time

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