Broke your heart on your birthday
I would call but, I don't know what I would say
Only skin, only bone and I'm flawed
Crying in your parents' garage
So, I'll sew my eyelids shut
So I don't have to be reminded of us
'Cause everywhere that I go is a photo
Every night I'm in bed with the vertigo
I got a tendency
To ruin all the things that I love
I could make amends but, you know I've had enough
Oh man, not right now
You would think that I would feel alive by now
Twenty something years and I'm still so down
I can see my thoughts on the ceiling every night
So, I'll drive all night through my home town
You can drive your knife through my chest now
I'ma crash my car by your old house
'Cause all I'll ever be is a letdown
I can see my thoughts on the ceiling every night
They go: da, da, da
Every night I'm going: da, da, da
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Poems by ME
PoetryA bunch of Poems that I wrote. I hope you like them NOTE-goes through a lot of edits EXTRA NOTE-I probably have made a spelling/grammatical mistake so please don't be afraid to tell me
