Leave it all, the fights & all.
Summers getting colder.
Drive all night, to hold you tight.
Back to California.
Days went by, we waited &
I guess we’re getting older.
We couldn’t win in the end
We couldn’t win in the end.
I'm miles away turning out your light.
Ten different ways I could end this night.
Can’t do this anymore, won’t feel you anymore.
How long I'll wait, just to say goodbye. <l3
For.you.I’d.bleed.myself.dry.
Look at the stars,
LOOK HOW THEY SHINE FOR YOU
<3
<3 Its nine o clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There’s an old man sitting next to me
Making love to his tonic and gin.
He said 'son, can you play me a memory?’
I'm not really sure how it goes,
But it’s sad and it’s sweet
And I knew it complete
when i wore a young mans clothes.
i held you close as we both shook
FOR THE LAST TIME </3
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& say a prayer for Andrew Macmahon. =) |