A neon sign flashing "Lost Hopes Highway, This Way!" A bustling freeway, thoughts whizzing past me as I travel on foot. Lights flashing & flickering every which way to remind me how many times I've failed. The speed limit is 65, but my heart is about to race right out of my chest.
I'm a recipt for disaster & you're my biggest mistake. It's hard to believe all the lies were real & all the laughs were fake. Thinking back is hard enough, now nothing can be the same. I'll throw away everything in my possesion that even reminds me of your name.
Song lyrics play out the headlines of my life. Portraying every detail of it, word for word. Like painting a perfect picture on a cracked canvas. Taking photos on tear-stained paper. Making silent films on crackling screens, no one seems to hear my pleas, anyway.