Pretty girls die just the same
why I'm still holding on to the pain (I don't know)
I would let it go for a million fucks or kisses
I was wondering when the angels would sing by your grave
cause I'm through squeezing feelings from blank stares
trying to break iron hearts with feather filled punches
a dance, a fight,
and I pulled every star from the sky to make night from day, but what Idid I change?
so I'm left trying to count the beats in the record breaks
clinging to hope through a punctured drip
yesterday was the demo tape to years of regret
please take my words turn them into something innocent
"sweetness I was only joking when I said I'd like to smash every tooth in your head"
a dance, a fight,
and I pulled every star down from the sky to make night from day but what did it change?
I screamed your name, with my pen I scream your name
and when the california sun became brighton rain
I washed away any chance of a future for every butterfly soaked in gasoline
I helped to fly you set one alight so now we're fucked
and the nostalgia is as ugly as the truth and saints that sin,
she was beautiful once,
I tied a bow that became a noose that I left to hang,
she was beautiful once,
letters like cries on my walkman,
fuck I miss her lies,
she was beautiful once,
those x's didn't mean kisses and "sorry" doesn't mean a thing