"you show the lights that stop me

turn to stone

you shine them

when i'm alone"

~ellie goulding~

wake up lacy baby

this is not a drill

war is coming

peering over the horizon

pick up your lovely pieces

sharpen them into glass

fight the monsters

in your head

fight the monsters

out of your head

let go of him,

lacy darling

let go of your ghost

he's not coming back

haunting you

pulling you

pushing you

his little fantasy of a smile

let the lonely take over you

too late,

baby

it's

too

damn

late

he's gone

deal with it

he's not coming back

stop crying

stop hoping

[it's not gonna happen sweetheart sorry]