Why does she make me feel like this,
Is it how she flicks her hair,
Or how her eyes are oceans of bliss,
I can't help but feel its unfair,
...
Sat in the shadow is my place of dwelling
As the spring time sun seems less compelling.
Laid there lonesome and quiet
With the occasional disruption of the silent
...
We are just freinds now
And nothing more
I remember still how
We never used to bore
...
Sat in the back of the car
By night, glancing out
At every passing star
By day the trees as they
...
Everywhere do the
Cuts run deep, deep
Like the ocean of tears
I'm drowning in, the moon
...
Spreads through the body
Like blood in water
And a chill goes through your
Spine
...
Oh whiskey my dear freind
I could drink to no end,
There through my
sadness and
...