Scattered
I've got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor.
Reminds me of the times we shared.
Makes me wish that you were here.
Now it seems I've forgotten my purpose in this life.
All the songs have been erased.
Guess I've learned from my mistake
I looked over at the pictures of you and me on the floor. Some of happy times some of the bad, it makes me wish you were still here, with me. I seem to have forgotten why I'm here, I forgotten my songs and I learned from the mistake I made.
Open the past and present.
Now and we are there.
Story to tell and I am listening.
Open the past and present.
And the future too.
It's all I've got and I'm giving it up to you.
I remember back then to the day not to long ago. I think of not and what life would be ten years from now without you.
Loose ends tied in knots.
Leaving a lump down in my throat.
Gagging on a souvenir.
Lodged to fill another year.
Drag it on and on until my skin is ripped to shreds.
Leaving myself wide open.
Living out a sacrifice.
I feel dumped and used, stupid and abused. I feel like I'm dieing with nothing to lose but then again here I am and I'm ready for anything that may come my way.
If you got no one and I've got no place to go, would it be alright?
Could it be alright?
If your alone, I'm right here. If you want would it be okay it you came over for one day? 'cause I'll take my chances, I could live through hell again, for you.
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