Tekster:
Cadillac Blindside

would've never thought this to be real. i tried so hard for you. drew chalk outlines of myself. but i'm fine. thought i should be introduced to you, cause

six years and counting, maybe i'm just talking. you talked of moving out of state. you just got back, but you it's too long. i tried to talk you into

Is this what you think of me, so hollow? Seems to take the place of things left behind Is this what becomes of us, never to be defined Thoughts still

your photogenic face, must have missed the train. i'd advise checking the baggage claim. those new eyes disturb me, they lost that youthful glow hearing

gather around and place your bets whether it will happen to you. i've seen it happen too many times cause people won't lend out their hands. we try to

you hear my words my pictures on your sleeve, imagination paints a window into me, but that's one sided. you'll have to meet me face to face before you

put on those looks that kill. on the dance floor you meet eyes. oh, what a beautiful thrill. oh, what a fool-proof disguise. worse than murder of a queen

congratulations on your skin, the new look, sin, is in. all blackened up to try and hide, how you tick on the inside. life in a coma, it must not be too

how could this be right? a half a dozen times i asked myself the same. it's nothing you can fight, unless you want to live regretting everyday. so raise