I didn't ask for this heart, and I didn't ask to break it.. I don't fast for her but, am belated with impossibly when it comes to ingesting these cravings it has..
You're no apart of my diet, and I'm quiet hoping you don't notice these extra pounds
from waiting around so lame.
I'm in my parents living room, a rat-tat-tating to the tunes my headpones influence.. Sounds like rah boom boom da doom..
And I'm feeling expired baby, with being tired of there being none of you, not a shred of evidence here to prove you'd ever show them anythings worth telling as news..
We'd of watched a movie, and I'd of laughed at you, when you'd of cried more at the sight of my eyes leaking as much as yours..
When the happy ending could of never asked for more.
I do and, adore.