I was dead, then alive
She was like wine turned to water and turned back to wine
You can pour us out, we won't mind
A scratch around the mouth of the glass
My life is no longer mine

I opened like a locket,
"If you're ever cold," I wrote,
"there's warmth inside me.
I'm the pocket of an old winter coat."
But where she used to say "I need you."
Now...."I don't."

i called her on the phone and she touched herself, i laughed myself to sleep

hahahahaaaa

i dont dream about anyone except myself!

Please excuse
That outburst
I'm a little scared
I don't know what came over me
What's wrong
Don't close your eyes
I don't want to hurt you
I just need a little help

try to ignore, i try to unwind
but she is on my mind

You know that I would love to see you next year ( Read more... )

oh come away. won't you come away? we'll go to

margate
scarbrough
wigan
shepards bush

oh anywhere

one more powerchord and the system's done for. one more pair of lace-up boots and the system's fucked for sure. so: say nothing, see nothing, hear nothing, do nothing. it's not a game to all of us. one more minor seventh and your pipedream is buttfucked and done for.

it chars my heart to hear you calling, calling for the good old days..

..'cause there were no good old days. these are the good old days.