Carts

Holister and aero

Pregaming to twentythree

Pastel tights

2hollis

Star Pimple patches

Trinity and Bryce

Esdeekid

The boys

lured in by the promise of love, i'm sure it's waiting for me on the low end. i'm beyond bitter, somehow jealous of myself. i said it back then and i'm always right - i'll never want anyone else. i'd take it trite and hollow, take it simple and sweet. but as i stand, there's nothing for me. all these things i can't quite define.

i wish that he'd come and save me, whoever he may be.

i know, it's driving me crazy, to feel this hollow

and

beyond bitter, i buried all my loose ends too soon

there's nothing for me to want, there's nothing for me to lose

i'm beyond bitter, better off with all my permanent aches

i never thought that i'd want back the heartbreak

i'd take it trite and shallow, take it simple and sweet

but as it stands there's nothing for me

but this empty and bleak bed, the reason i keep coming back

as i'm dreaming that you never left

chance after chance in my head

i wouldn't wish that upon you

i shouldn't hope for the best

beyond bitter, i buried all my loose ends too soon

there's nothing for me to want, there's nothing for me to lose

i'm beyond bitter, better off with all my permanent aches

hello beautiful,

it's been some time

such a radiant disposition

in ivory white

you know what works and you work it

in that button down and tie

you got a mouth like a car alarm

going off at night

i don't know how you do it

i'm at a loss for words

boy, you've put me through it

so charismatic

that it hurts

but i'd be crucified

if they found my type

is the most obnoxious thing

To even aim this high is a both a blessing and a privilege. it's claws that hurt, it's claws that hold. not a whisper of you, not a sliver of smoke.

in these last few months i've figured out the secrets of the universe. and for once i'm looking after my health. but i can't save everyone, i can't save everyone, so i'll just save myself.

Capo: 3 V - E, C, E, CM P - E, C, E, CM, A7 C- EM

down in the meadow

see the high grass green

where the skies stretch wide

over white oak trees

and none's been kinder

than the evening breeze

that wipes my brow

then leaves me be

down in the meadow

where they'll never know

where the creeks speak fast

and the birds fly low

out of all the ways today could go

CM, A, E7

i know, i know, i know,

for what i've drudged

along enough

all for naught,

if not for love.

for what i've drudged

along enough

all for naught,

if not for love.

kicked and shipped

and stripped and shorn

just boots and arms and nothing more

I don't know where you get off

saying i should curb my sympathy

if he thinks i was there for him...

no kidding, it's all pity - plus a bit of something i can't have

no sweat, when my dominant's the upper hand.

"you hang me up unfinished, with the better part of me no longer mine" - constant headache, joyce manor