Artist: hawthorne heights
Song: where can i stab myself in the ears
i guess i could have sent a letter from the road
with words that always meant more than updates on the phone
the signal is fading fast and the ink is running out
the words look good in pen, but sound better from my mouth
please hold me tightly, i dont care if i can breathe tonight
forget these lungs, their jealousy
im burning out, but i cant leave this all behind
behind your back, talking like knives and i can hardly breathe
sharpen your tonuge the rest of your life, like i cannot believe
anything that you say...
so youre the fire and im the water
i am the balance and you are the color
i wont forget you when were not together
this is the ending, heres my surrender
