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i'm still desperate for you.
one.
i'm not coming home, this time i'm letting go
of all of my pain, i leave it to you.
too much to contain now there's nothing to lose.
two.
you are replaceable. and it bothers you
because i am not. you won't find another me.
you can try, but those girls won't compare.
you need me, but i don't need you.
i don't think i ever really did.
three.
when the music is over, she keeps her
head down till she finds her seat again.
and i wonder how many
times each day she dies a little.
four.
i am so homesick now for
someone that i never knew.
i am so homesick now for
someplace i will never be.
five.
things couldn't be anymore perfect.
things couldn't be anymore worse.
so, how does that work?
-acid_quotes
six.
what's the use in making all the plans
that we made if you weren't gonna go?
what's the use of slapping on a smile
for a face if your eyes don't wanna show?
desperation, there's danger in frustration.
complicated words slipping off of your
tongue and ain't one of them the truth.
i'm still desperate for you.
-miranda lambert (desperation)
seven.
you're hanging on to the edge of a cliff
and your fingers are slipping. i see you,
the fear in your eyes. i stare at you with
a blank expression yet i don't move.
i just want you to hurt the way i do.
eight.
so hold me close tonight. and take me with you
when you leave. we'll watch the pieces falling
closely into place. i'll make you believe.
and if i could see the world in different colors,
i'd read it in the air as signals send them through.
but everyone is just a different shade of you.
nine.
i don't want anyone to feel how he made me feel.
i don't want anyone to ever hurt that bad.
ten.
sure babe, i'll miss you every day.
just know there'll never be another like you.
realize i'll never love another like you.
just know that this was your decision
and you chose to have it this way.
eleven.
even if you think the flame has died,
there's at least one lyric that'll hit that last hot spot,
and then you'll find yourself as fucked
as you were the day you lied and
said you never wanted to see him again.
twelve.
three cigarettes deeper and deeper.
i've been drinking more and eating less.
it's a mess without you laying here.
i know it can be alright if i just wait it out, try to rest.
it's a mess without you laying here.
i'm a mess, i'm a mess, i am a mess.
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| | Posted 6/27/2008 3:22 PM - 40 views - 2 comments
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