No It Isn't - +44
Please understand,
This isn't just goodbye
This is I can't stand you,
This is where the road crashed
Into the ocean, It rises all around me
And now we're barely breathing
A thousand faces we'll chose to ignore
Curse my enemies forever,
Let's slit our wrists
And burn down something beautiful,
This desperation
Leaves me overjoyed,
With fading lights
That leads us,
Past the lines that we destroy
I listen to you cry,
A cry for less attention
Well both my hands are tied
And I'm pushed into the deep end
I listen to you talk,
But talk is cheap
And my mouth is filled with blood,
From trying not to speak
So search for an excuse,
And someone to believe you
And for interesting moves,
I'm empty with the need to
Curse my enemies forever,
Let's slit our wrists
And burn down something beautiful,
This desperation
Leaves me overjoyed,
With fading lights
That leads us,
Past the lines that we destroy
Please understand,
This isn't just goodbye
This is I can't stand you.
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