belief
is what i believe
we're all missing
and we're leaving
all that's left to be.
believe me
i can clearly see
my blessings
but i refuse to see
me let you leave.
so i'll go on out before you
and try to barricade the door
i suppose we'll never know
what feeling sorry's like
but regret is always something
i know i'll never lack
as long as you're leaving
lonely will be knocking count on that.
he can leave the number on the door
but i won't be calling lonely back
confuse
me for a hoax
for knock knock joke
use me for a laugh
i will split your side
confused
is what you are
and what you'll always be...
until you believe
that you are for me
just don't lose hope
will there ever be a last time
that will be better than the last time?
i just hope a last time means you won't change your mind.
i can be better, and i can be good for you.
i can be everything...
your tears, your dreams...
everything you are to me.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
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