woensdag 23 februari 2011

I miss the scratch of your unshaved face on my cheek
And in the limelight I play it off fine but I can't handle it when I turn off my night light
everybody talks and everybody listens but some how the truth always comes up missin'
When you finally realize you didn't matter at all to someone, you begin to wonder if you matter to anyone
I'm a good enough person to forgive you but not stupid enough to trust you
my lovers arms, they beg me to stay but i know the storms, they will sweep me away
Do you ever put your arms out and just spin and spin and spin? Well, that's what love is like. Everything inside of you tells you to stop before you fall, but you just keep going.

zondag 20 februari 2011

And as they all grow older, the truth will be understood. 'Cause we never turn out the way we thought we would.
I'm the kind of girl who's dad makes jokes about her being such a bitch. It's just my shield. I'm the kind of girl who would walk miles to take care of someone without expecting something back. I'm the kind of girl who couldn't care less about money. I'm the kind of girl who forgives but can't forget. I'm a sinner and I'm a saint. I act like I'm a bitch who can handle everything but the truth is I'm still daddy's little girl.