Sunday, 15 July 2012

A Trio kind of day.

It's been a long day living with this
It's been a long time since I felt so sick



I've got some bad ideas involving you and me
I don't blame you for walking away



This bed is too big to sleep in, and I'm dying just to feel you breathe
You couldn't see across the ocean, but I was turning over 'till the vampires sleep
So dream a good one tonight
I'll listen to the bad ones when they come



It's about time that you got sick of me
No longer fun, and so far from interesting



I lost all train of thought as your eyes met mine
Told you I thought you were gorgeous
You gave me your phone number, I gave you mine
Before you left I said that you can bet i'll be bothering you soon
You said, "no bother, please do." I've called you twice
It's been a hellish fight to not think about you all the time. sitting around waiting for your call
I wanna wake up naked next to you, kissing the curve in your clavicle

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