And now were hiding in towers cracking security codes jilted hearts to build jilted lovers and we are skyscrapers and its considered entrapment and its
time with me Cause I dont want to be the one that settles for the barrel of the gun And were burnt out cause all the cool girls are dead I heard you finally
I dont hang out in makeshift graveyards Ill serve my time in them soon enough and I cant deny the foolish compromise by satellites stop! My routine runs
your throat so you could never question the intentions of what I wrote and if you thought this was over let the distance bring us closer lets take matches
window hey hows this for space? so cut the signal if it still feeds back its not an order its a heart attack as memories of your playground love are
Cause everything that hurts converts to lyric So please pull the curtain It's not a show I'm feeling redundant and I think you should know It's over, It's over
he says with great relief but its not over this is no denouement another calendar replaced as every hotel taunts the fact that she is over him and he