I'm holding out And I'm holding on To every letter And every song. I pulled myself out of the day we ever had to meet. Are you through with me? And when it all goes to hell Will you be able to tell me You're sorry with a straight face? I'm all ears And I'm all scars To hear you tell me boys girls like you, You try too hard To look not quite as desperate. I'm hanging on, but I you still know the way to make your my makeup run. And when it all goes to hell Will you be able to tell me You're sorry with a straight face? And when it all goes to hell And when it all goes... -x- :-/ xo0x Mariana