she's crossing her "t"s she's dotting her "i"s. she's biting her lip yeah she's writing in cursive. she stops to make sure the spelling is 'write'. she trips on her feet as she gets to the mailbox. gets in her car and locks her door. looks to the left and see him standing. with a letter and his arms crossed saying its over babe its over.. steady your shots. here it comes. you're on the run. we're just in love. every second sip you take is like another breath you made go away. steal open roads, it's 3 in the morning. we just don't know where we're going.. steady your shots. you're a smoking gun. i'm staring up the barrel. i taste the blood.
i'm chasing after you for what feels like forever. so i stop to catch my breath (everyone needs to breathe sometime, right?). a cold so sharp. an invitation to cut me open and play me in the sky.. "don't break the bottle. it's all you've got left. is that all you've got left in the 'life of innocence?'".. i miss you i don't know what your breath is like spring in the summer time. don't play me for a fool your violin is too small. i'm in a run down wreck at the bottom of the sea polishing the brass of the ship that has sunk me. you can see everything you want when there's no breathing going on.. she cried, "doo doo doo doo."
the missing will be found alive. i swear it.
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