A girl fakes a smile as she's standing in a crowd.
Staring through people, faking interest, in her own little world.
A full figure appears and scoops her into their arms.
An untrusting girl meets an untrusting guy.
Innocent bonding and fun times to follow.
A girl flashes a true smile, she's no longer hollow.
Mutual trust shows it's face as they both open up.
Both now so vulnerable, but they both have guts.
Standing on the edge of something very real,
Without even noticing, they both start to feel.
Connected and falling, but enjoying the ride,
Both on the same page with no reason to hide.
But the guy starts to distance, he's afraid
all the words in the world by xlauraxnothingx, literature
Literature
all the words in the world
Give him a riddle,
Give him a rhyme.
Give him a song,
He'll sing it in time.
He uses his words.
Wraps them around your heart.
He turns hate to love,
And rubbish to art.
Give him a riddle,
Give him a rhyme.
He wrapped up my heart,
It's no longer mine.
A girl fakes a smile as she's standing in a crowd.
Staring through people, faking interest, in her own little world.
A full figure appears and scoops her into their arms.
An untrusting girl meets an untrusting guy.
Innocent bonding and fun times to follow.
A girl flashes a true smile, she's no longer hollow.
Mutual trust shows it's face as they both open up.
Both now so vulnerable, but they both have guts.
Standing on the edge of something very real,
Without even noticing, they both start to feel.
Connected and falling, but enjoying the ride,
Both on the same page with no reason to hide.
But the guy starts to distance, he's afraid
You fall, you fall forever.
Broken hearts resembling flatline.
Twisted thoughts of secret meetings.
Kisses deeper than the ocean.
Caressing visions flood the mind.
Hands laid upon his body.
All her prayers have now been answered.
Screaming urges put to rest.
You fall, you fall forever.
Into the psychotic bed of love.
so i admit, i am a dreamer,
but maybe dreams aren't too far fetched.
i'd rather die a thousand times,
than wind up back here with you.
i'll tell the truth, we're not in love,
i thought you were down for fun,
maybe i'm not mature enough for this.
or maybe you're just too up tight.
either way, we're right back where we started.
hopefully you get the point,
and maybe we could still be friends.
but lately i notice you're not much fun,
suppose you're the reason i'm feeling down?
its possible you feel alone now,
and really, i'm sorry that you're hurt.
but sometimes it just doesn't work,
face it, we're in one of those messes.
sorry