What a beautiful world, so fragile and fertile Pain filled the void, when boy met girl Hes a puppet to nature, one year later now So deeply and sickly in love, it makes him hate her The average romanticized american relationship sinks Capsized when either side becomes a slave to it Conditioned, dependent, afraid to be alone He needs that feeling that he cant create all on his own He despises the fact she has a life outside of them It drives him crazy to think shes not insanely consumed with him Give her the guilt trip And maybe shell quit livin to stay behind these prison walls And lose all individualism Well this is happiness, masochistic torture, plagued by the decadent, craved for affection The needle digs deep to push contentment through his blood stream, it drowned now hollow The pothole of a junkie If he could only hear her sing he wouldnt wanna break her wings But emptiness has such a warm subtle sting She makes up for what he lacks trapped He cant imagine life without someone like that What a beautiful world, emotionally destroyed Her became plural when girl met boy Between several breakups and plenty relapses Routine read comfort led to serious attachment Now every once in a while she forgets to breathe Terrified of losingem, paradise is misery Too much faith in the lifesaving knight in shining armour Now what knights noticing the scar she cant hide any longer But they were her story way before he was Its growse hope to think that he would feel such deep cuts At first it felt so right but after one too many fights He turned out that hallway light and all the wonder turned to spite So they sleep in the same bed with guns to eachothers heads Dead the romance, boiling the blood that painted roses red Suffering from post-honeymoons disease, leeched to his whole existence Shell die if he decides to leave Addicted to the way she feels when they spend time together Detouring the now in a childish attempt to find forever Despite the fact they hold eachother heart-to-heart You cant be that close to somebody without being so far apart Silence is is the most obscure sound Ive ever heard Those lonely giant spaces in between your every word And maybe Im totally crazy for holdin on But just cause Im insane dont mean that Im wrong Now that shes gone I cant sleep at night, I barely even function right My memories on overdrive, too hungry and too cold to cry Miss the companionship I once took for granted The way you helped me manage, the partnership that vanished But I dont expect you to stay chained by the ankle Theres so much world to see, so, fly free my angel Im dying without you but its teaching me to live Heaven aint something someone else can give its all inside of me
Posted on: Tue, 05 Nov 2013 20:37:24 +0000
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