"Let me in the wall
You've built around
We can light a match
And burn it down
Let me hold your hand
And dance 'round and 'round the flames
In front of us
Dust to dust,"
-Dust to Dust, The Civil Wars
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Play 'Disarm' by 'The Civil Wars' while Hayley is playing it on the keyboard for INTENSE effect and emotion for that timing.
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Hayley's P.O.V.
The whole time Kat and Jeremy were here at Taylor's house, I was in my room. I asked Taylor if he could say I fell asleep or something, after all that happened with Chad and all. I also asked him to explain what happened too. I asked a lot of him...
I sit on the bed thinking to myself, what have I done to myself? What have I done that I feel this way? I just now notice a small keyboard set up in the corner of the guest room, screaming lyrics at me. So I get up, weak and depressed, and sit on the little stool. I think of the singing duo The Civil Wars and decide to express this sadness and loneliness I feel through them. I think of their cover of Disarm by Smashing Pumpkins. I know it on the piano.
I turn it on, and let my fingers use their own memory of where the chords are. I press my fingers down on the keys and sing.
Disarm you with a smile
And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn
I forget about everything, and I feel the emotion of the song, letting the tears flow. I feel like I wrote the song, even though I've known it for years.
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you
Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one who's left alone
That verse hit me like a ton of bricks to the head. I choke on my words, and take a deep breath, singing softer than I was as first. I'm not worried anyone will hear me anymore, though.
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn
I get louder every time I sing the word burn. My fingers aren't the slightest bit tired yet as I move quickly up and down the keys.
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my voice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you
Then the last part I almost choke on my words, but I catch myself. How has no one showed up at the door yet, I don't know.
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
I pull back from the keyboard and bury my face in my knees, still sitting on the stool. How I fit, no one knows. I can't handle anything anymore, I don't even know why! I need someone to make me feel okay again.
All of a sudden there is a knock on the door, and Jeremy walks in. He doesn't hesitate to pull me off the stool I was sitting on and pull me into a hug. He doesn't talk, he just holds me like a big brother would. "You don't have to do this," I tell him wiping a tear away.
"I want to do this. You're like my little sister, Hayley. I know that Chad decided to be stupid and break up with you, but he obviously isn't worth it. It's obvious that something else is bothering you as well, but maybe you aren't ready to tell anyone yet. That's okay. Just know that I am here, okay? I don't care if it's three in the morning,"
"I love you, Jeremy, you know," I tell him hugging him.
"I love you too Hayles," he says with a small smile and messing up my already insane looking hair. "Hey, you look hungry, when was the last time you ate?" Jeremy asks me. Shoot. I didn't eat lunch, or breakfast, or dinner that night, or lunch that day, or even breakfast yesterday. It's been over a day.
"I don't know, a couple hours ago," I lie, trying to avoid an argument about my lack of eating. He doesn't look like he is buying it though.
"Oh...okay," he says slowly. "Well um, Kat and I are leaving soon, she says hey, and I'll see you at rehearsals tomorrow, right?'
"Yeah, I'll be there, 10:00 sharp," I say with a fake, small smile.
"Okay, don't be late, bye for now," he says hugging me again. He leaves after that and I am left alone. Again.
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