I
fought it for a long time now. While drowning in a river of
denial.
I washed up, fixed up, picked up, All my broken things.
'Cause you left me, Police scene, chalk line, Tequila shots,
In the dark scene of the crime.
Suburban living with a feeling, That I'm giving up,
E v
e r y t h i n g f o r y o u . ♥
5 faves · Aug 1, 2011 8:11pm