Saturday, May 12, 2012

Mr. Brightside

Now I'm falling asleep
and she's calling a cab
while he's having a smoke
and she's taking a drag
and now they're going to bed
and my stomach is sick
and it's all in my head
but she's touching his chest now
he takes off her dress now
let me go
cause I just can't look 
it's killing me 
and taking control
jealousy
turning saints into the sea
turning to sick lullabies
chokin' on your alibis
but it's just the price I pay
destiny is calling me
open up my eager eyes


I'm not totally over him, not a single bit..

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