quinta-feira, 4 de março de 2010

Agora essas letras me fazem sentido

She didn't mean to deceive you, believe meBut sometimes the hardest part is conceivingThe good intentions that you hadnow only came to thisand although she saw the mark the arrow missedIt isn't exciting reciting the storiesOf kind words turned hurtingWhen routine gets boringBoth getting tired of punk rock clubsAnd both playing in punk rock bandsThe start was something goodBut some good things must endAnd she said it could never surviveWith such differing livesOne home one out on tour againWe may never come backThe strike of the matchThe candle burning at both endsAnd now she knows too much and I'm too fucked upIt's awkward trying to make my moveI'll pretend that I'm fineShow up right on timeBut I know I'll never be that coolI never wanted to hold you backI just wanted to hold onBut my chance is goneI know just where I standA boy trapped in the body of a manAnd I'll take what you're willing to giveAnd I'll teach myself to liveWith a walk-on part of a background shotfrom a movie I'm not inShe's so importantand I'm so retardedAnd now I realizeI should have kissed you in LAbut I drove home all aloneas if I had a choice anywayWhere are you coming fromWhat are you running fromis it so hard to seeAnd if you're feeling scaredremember the time we sharedYou know it meant everything (everything)You know that it meant everything to meYou know that it meant everything to me

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