brokenbel amazingbel knownstranger tobeinfinite m**d** WieoWiWigb HudbHaHmh OsteOmOite all eyes on the calendar Another year I claim of total indifference To here, the days pile up With decisions to be made, I'm sure all of them were wrong Into this song I send myself And with these drinks I plan to collapse And forget THIS WASTED YEAR, these wasted years Devoted friends, they disappear AND IM SORRY ABOUT THE PHONE CALL, AND NEEDING YOU Some decisions you don't make I GUESS ITS JUST LIKE BREATHING AND NOT WANTING TO There are some things you can't fake I guess that it's typical To cling to memories you'll never get back again And to sort through old photographs Of a SUMMER LONG AGO or a friend that you USED to know And there below His frozen face You wrote the name and that ancient date, that ancient date And you can't believe that he's really gone When all that's left is a fucking song and I'm sorry about the phone call; and waking you. I know that it is late, But THANK YOU for talking, because I needed to. Some things just can't wait. --------------------------------- i know, im a lazy but i thats just what i feel. those words are the only words that explain how i feel. I had to use them, like you and i have both used so many other things to make the pain seem like happiness. I think i just need to get away for awhile. So im leaving for now, i need to sort things out in my brain. I cant do that when your around, in person or in my head. I think im going to AU earlier too, this town is infested with memories...i think you know what i mean. ::pooof! i blew out the candles:: im gunna stay 18 forever, so we can stay like this. forever.