_I'm just a waste now you can't save me_

Keep the noise low. She doesn't wanna blow it. Shaking head to toe while your left hand does "the show me around." Quickens your heartbeat. It beats me straight into the ground.You don't recover from a night like this. A victim, still lying in bed, completely motionless. A hand moves in the dark to a zipper. Hear a boy bracing tight against sheets barely whisper, "This is so messed up."Upon arrival the guests had all stared. Dripping wet and clearly depressed, he'd headed straight for the stairs. No longer cool, but a boy in a stitch, unprepared for a life full of lies and failing relationships.(Up the stairs: the station where the act becomes the art of growing up.)He keeps his hands low. He doesn't wanna blow it. He's wet from head to toe and his eyes give her the up and the down. His stomach turns and he thinks of throwing up. But the body on the bed beckons forward and he starts growing up.The fever, the focus. The reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell. Die young and save yourself. The tickle, the taste of... It used to be the reason I breathed but now it's choking me up. Die young and save yourself.She hits the lights. This doesn't seem quite fair. Despite everything he learned from his friends, he doesn't feel so prepared. She's breathing quiet and smooth. He's gasping for air. "This is the first and last time," he says. She fakes a smile and presses her hips into his. He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides. He's holding back from telling her exactly what it really feels like.He is the lamb, she is the slaughter. She's moving way too fast and all he wanted was to hold her. Nothing that he tells her is really having an effect. He whispers that he loves her, but she's probably only looking for...(Up the stairs: the station where the act becomes the art of growing up.)So much more than he could ever give. A life free of lies and a meaningful relationship. He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides. He waits for it to end and for the aching in his guts to subside.The fever, the focus. The reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell. Die young and save yourself. The tickle, the taste of... It used to be the reason I breathed but now it's choking me up. Die young and save yourself.Up the stairs: the station where the act becomes the art of growing up.The fever, the focus. The reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell. Die young and save yourself. The tickle, the taste of... It used to be the reason I breathed but now it's choking me up. Die young and save yourself. ;)///I am heaven sent Don't you dare forget I am all you've ever wanted What all the other boys all promised Sorry I told I just needed you to know I think in decimals and dollars I am the cause to all your problems Shelter from cold We are never alone Coordinate brain and mouth Then ask me what it's like to have myself so figured out I wish I knew I hope this song starts a craze. The kind of song that ignites the airwaves The kind of song that makes people glad to be where they are with whoever they're there with This is war Every line is about who I don't wanna write about anymore. I hope you come down with something they can't diagnose, don't have the cure for Holding on to your grudge Oh it's so hard to have someone to love And keeping quiet is hard Cause you can't keep a secret if it never was a secret to start (at least pretend you didn't want to get caught) We're consentrated on falling apart We were contenders, now throwing the fights I just want to believe...I just want to believe..I just want to believe.. in us Oh, we're so controversial We are [I am] entirely smooth We admit to the truth We are [I am] the best at what we do And these are the words you wish you wrote down This is the way you wish your voice sounds Handsome and smart Ooh, my tongue's the only muscle on my body that works harder than my heart And it's all from watching t.v. And from speeding up my breathing Would'nt stop if I could Oh, it hurts to be this good You're holding on to your grudge Oh, it hurts to always have to be honest with the one that you love Oh, so let it go This is the grace only we can bestow This is the price you pay for loss of control This is the break in the bend This is the closest of calls This is the reason you're alone This is the rise and fall :D