we can be best friends with the people we hate.

i’m here. not heroic, but i try.

nothing’s worse than realizing who you’ve hurt.

and all those fuck-ups counted for nothing, ‘cause nothing makes sense.  

fall down, find god, just to lose it again.

don’t waste your time on me.

so i’ll stick to my guns, but from now on it’s war.

build a home.

and once you’re tucked in bed, you’ll hug onto the day for the last few seconds.

it’s been so long since i heard you speak.

when it’s all gone, something carries on.

in an otherwise disappointing life, made right.

and i’ll protect you. i promise i will.

what are you running from?

and build a house around you.

though the corners are lit, the dark can return with the flick of a switch.

wipe the smile from your face and sing the default blues.

go where the joyless bastard lives.

you’re the shit and i’m knee-deep in it.

leave the rest at arm’s length.

and realize it’s not the end, it’s an uncomfortable pause.  

being lonely, so leave me alone.

will you save me the fake benevolence?

i think i’ll save suicide for another day.

fell down, found love, but i can lose it again.

we’ll speak in our secret tongues.

i am armed with the past, and the will, and a brick.

and when i write them out, they don’t make sense. i need you to pencil in the rest.

daybreak comes with the devil’s hum.

well, i crippled your heart a hundred times and still can’t work out why.

you told all of your friends. and no one came.  

i feel better and better and worse and then better.

turn off the light bulb ache to a shrieking pain.

it passed me by, but it’s never gone.

like a blush of love, it hits me without warning.  

i’ll be shakespeare’s moonstruck king.

get out of my heart.

i’m just an architect. i have built nothing.

it’s been a while since i dreamed this.

there’s a broken jaw behind the dog-tooth smile.

we can be best friends with the people we hate.

i’m here. not heroic, but i try.

nothing’s worse than realizing who you’ve hurt.

and all those fuck-ups counted for nothing, ‘cause nothing makes sense.  

fall down, find god, just to lose it again.

don’t waste your time on me.

so i’ll stick to my guns, but from now on it’s war.

build a home.

and once you’re tucked in bed, you’ll hug onto the day for the last few seconds.

it’s been so long since i heard you speak.

when it’s all gone, something carries on.

in an otherwise disappointing life, made right.

and i’ll protect you. i promise i will.

what are you running from?

and build a house around you.

though the corners are lit, the dark can return with the flick of a switch.

wipe the smile from your face and sing the default blues.

go where the joyless bastard lives.

you’re the shit and i’m knee-deep in it.

leave the rest at arm’s length.

and realize it’s not the end, it’s an uncomfortable pause.  

being lonely, so leave me alone.

will you save me the fake benevolence?

i think i’ll save suicide for another day.

fell down, found love, but i can lose it again.

we’ll speak in our secret tongues.

i am armed with the past, and the will, and a brick.

and when i write them out, they don’t make sense. i need you to pencil in the rest.

daybreak comes with the devil’s hum.

well, i crippled your heart a hundred times and still can’t work out why.

you told all of your friends. and no one came.  

i feel better and better and worse and then better.

turn off the light bulb ache to a shrieking pain.

it passed me by, but it’s never gone.

like a blush of love, it hits me without warning.  

i’ll be shakespeare’s moonstruck king.

get out of my heart.

i’m just an architect. i have built nothing.

it’s been a while since i dreamed this.

there’s a broken jaw behind the dog-tooth smile.

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