Fell in love with a ghost, I'm ashamed And torn apart at the seams under the weight Of all the truth that a lie uncovers And all the regret that comes
Something's wrong Something I, I, I can't put my finger on Breathe in, breathe out Until the feeling's gone But the nights keep getting colder And the
for you to slip under Well hey Houdini is that you I see? Carpet pulled from beneath you Another house of cards caves in Again and again and again Does
And I know that it's caving in So I cross my fingers Lonely homes escape their solitude First we'll have a drink And then we'll talk again Any minute
I met you where nobody knew my name, And our spark quickly turned into a flame. Winter nights are feeling hot like summer inside, I can't get you off
feel the same Speechless, I don't know what to say to you to pull us through Just when I assume that everything's alright, You're gone again, I'm gonna
We were a stroke of luck We were a late night vision I was all that you longed for You were all I was missing This could be the change we're looking
It's 3AM and you are on the floor again Running out of steam but you say you're just trying to think An emotional vampire caught redhanded Sucking the
anything to me We'll see One slip should teach you a lesson Discretion leads to prevention Truth redefines itself as what you choose to believe Same story (oh, not again
It starts with one, discreet desire To hold you close, when everything stops making sense So we jump start the process Move faster, we're losing faith
Anything you ever asked from me You got it, yeah you got it Too much and now you think that you'd be better off without The next one that you tease will
I died before I was alive It was a choice I made it mine Made up my mind i chose a grin for smiling picked out a skin for living in I was a force I saw
the first heartache in the world Your wounds will mend You'll be whole once again Again Something awakens you from deep within the night But you're facing the wall again
You gave me that look across the table At dinnertime Your toes caress my ankle And I notice your breathing getting heavy Your speech short of steady
The cold wind is blowing and the streets are getting dark I'm writing you this letter though I don't know where to start The bells will be ringing Saint
I want my life to be more like a symphony With chords encased, and scores of grace that rivals symmetry I want my chance to behold the truth and watch
call it love it might be premature But they don't need excuses She's just that girl from another town Know her name by the letter of city and state Brown
Hey, well you figured me out And that's alright now we've got something to talk about Month of September, fourth floor apartment We were the leaves,