take your time with me
you know I'm trying to do better
but you lay in the grass and look up at the stars
and hope everything won't turn out so tragically
I'm too sober and aware it's over
like Sid and Nancy you're stabbing me closer
I'm nailing you to me like the shadow of a boy
Who doesn't wanna grow older anymore
lose your mind on me
did you expect any better?
was it roses all the way as I was carried off screaming
"I only ever miss you every second that I'm breathing"?
this is all I have and this is all I'm gonna get
drinking two shots of happy and ten shots of regret
and kissing you in the hall
up against the wall
I guess we're all just better off dead.
waste your life on me
I know that you can do better
but if the skin replenishes every twenty eight days
then every trace of you has already left my body
and I don't feel like James Dean
and you look way too much like Audrey
maybe we're like communism:
better off in theory.