This is where I say I've had enough And no one should ever feel The way that I feel now. A walking open wound, A trophy display of bruises And I don't believe That I'm getting any better.
Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring And I'm thinking awful things And I'm pretty sure that few would notice. And this apartment Is starving for an argument. Anything at all to break the Silence.
Wandering the house like I've never wanted out and this is about as social as I get now. And I'm throwing away the letters that I am writing you 'cause they would never do, I would never do. never.
Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring And I'm thinking awful things And I'm pretty sure that few would notice. And this apartment Is starving for an argument. Anything at all to break the Silence.
So don't be a liar, don't say that "Everything's working" When everything's broken. And you smile like a saint, but you curse like a sailor and your eyes say the joke's on me. But I´m not laughing, you´re not leaving, who do I think I am kidding? When I´m the only one trapped in this hell.
Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring and I'm thinking awful things and I'm pretty sure that few would notice. And this apartment Is starving for an argument. Anything at all to break the Silence.
So don't be a liar, don't say that "Everything's working" When everything's broken. And you smile like a saint, but you curse like a sailor and your eyes say the joke's on me.
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DASHBOARD SUCKS
It really can't get much worse when they've got you listening to Dashboard Confessional.
Hey, our email addresses are machadol and machado1 at msu.edu
- Leo
http://www.geocities.com/firejohnsmith/
I was listening to TBS the other day. It reminded me of you and our rides to church. It didn't feel quite right since you weren't there. You're definitely missed buddy!
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