Well, aren’t you just the master
Of making me give up on everything
And everytime I thought I cared
These lights are flickering from your eyes
That are absorbing every speck of light
Oh and it’s a good thing because
Every star I want to see,
Is every star that I can find in your eyes.
Spit romantic lines to make up for
Those un-romantic lies.
Can sleep with yourself after our screams begin to fade into my sobs?
I can’t, not when you’re not saying
Not when you’re not staying to tell me
“The morning will bring the sun.”
Good morning, good evening, good night
We’re just talking ourselves in circles
Routines aren’t so very routine on route 14
That’s where we get away and dance till it’s blue moon.
Look out the windows, past the buildings
Is there a sky out there anymore?
I don’t want to get out of here, not out there
Out where everyone knows you’ve got someone else
Out where nothing ever happened between us
Friends are just friends until you realize
Everyone’s been faking some shit.
Break down the walls and let’s paint this scandal up
Dramatic exposure, “this ain’t pop culture, babe.”
You’re playing with the public don’t care at all
You’re starting to believe I like those stares
We’re oh so strange, but we’re not the same
Depending on make-shift hearts to help us fall in love
Falling has never been more painful
Than when you’re saying you regret it all.
“I never regret a thing, unless it’s you, doll.”
Less Than Three;
Rikki [is bad luck]