i went to sleep 2 hours ago.

i woke up 2 minutes ago.

sometimes i would rather cut your lips right off your face than kiss them goodnight

but then sometimes you can make a room feel perfect when you try because a mouth full of lies will leave a sour taste that cuts just like a knife as it slides down your throat

you give up the world and fall to your knees to show me that you care

we could believe in windows but behind the broken glass are fairy tales in her bedroom i am throwing pieces of what i wish i could be knowing that someday in her bedroom she will know. here we go.