and this is all wrong and it shows
the certain things i promised
not to let you know
you've got this silly way of keeping me up on the edge of my seat
but you're only counting the clock against the train and i'm miserable
and you're just getting started
i'm miserable
get home.alone.taking back sunday.fall asleep with tears in my eyes.nothing but the vibrating of the floor to keep me company.it's times like these that i wish i had a best friend.
you've got me right where you want me
let's never talk about this again
because i didn't want it to mean that much to me
i didn't want it to mean that much to me anyway
you critize the music i live for but i don't see what's so wrong with it, my life is a bad emo song stuck on repeat