So is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids
Have another drink and drive yourself home
I hope there's ice on all the roads
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt
and again when your head goes through the windshield
Is that what you call tact?
You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back
So let's end this call and end this conversation
And is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with
Cause you left the frays from the ties you severed
when you say "best friends" means friends forever
i`ve been meaning to ask u how life looks from the nose bleed seats
& to ask u how it feels to bleed. ur lifes a waste & the way that
i'll ask it will have revenge woven throughout, but will be masked
with the concern that a friend would bring. you're so incomplete.
hold a mirror to show just what you've become & read your diary to
figure out where things went wrong. i dont think you'll ever
understand how a cowardly cat can call himself a man. you're all
show & its getting old
I dont know what to do with my self. I cant stop holding on to
nothing, I cant stop loving him. I cant stop thinking and dreaming
about him. There's nothing that will make me feel better, because I
still love him, and I will never let him go.