Tekster:
Dashboard Confessional The Places You Have Come To Fear The Most

I hope that you're happy, you really deserve it This will be the best for us both in the end But your taste still lingers on my lips Like I just placed

So the placing goes slowly The pictures of anything other than it's meant to be But the hours they creep, the patterns repeat Don't be concerned you

grave that you refuse to leave the refuge that you've built to flee the places you have come to fear the most. Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself

the grave that you refuse to leave the refuge that you've built to flee the places you have come to fear the most. Buried deep as you can dig inside

that you spent them with. Well I guess I should have heard of them from you. I guess I should have heard of them from you. Don't you see, don't you

hope that you're happy, you really deserve it, this will be the best for us both in the end. But your taste still lingers on my lips like I just placed

so the placing goes slowly. The pictures of anything other than it's meant to be. But the hours they creep, the patterns repeat. Don't be concerned, you

you now that you've run this in the ground. And you say take this. This medicine is just what you deserve. Swallow choke and die. And this bitter pill is leaving you

that I am writing you 'cause they would never do, I would never do. So don't be a liar, don't say that "everything's working" when everything's broken. And you