All your mental armor drags me down

Nothing hurts when you can't breathe.
Nothing matters when you're around.
Nothing feels more surreal.
Nothing feels painful when I can see you.
I could use one myself.

Missing women and children.
We will never find our way out of this town.
but you gave me this, made me this.

You've broken me.
And in the words of Gavin, "all your mental armor drags me down."
mouth
mouth
mouth.
your mouth. mouth mouth.


It's nothing but a moth. A white flying thing.
It wails like a lost soul. A lost soul..

Fool times 10

Please be careful, as this evidence is quite fragile.
Yet you choose these strangers over someone close.
Tight lipped and sequined like a neverending crisis.
No need to take it out on the floor.
Or the walls.
Or the people you call important.

I cannot see what is ahead, I suppose it doesn't matter much. Since all we do is live for gold, and saving ourselves only causes greif. Pursuing nothing you call a dream.
Blonde for blonde.
Happy and sad.
I don't care much for her, but whatever makes you happy.
Because to you it's all that matters. You.
It was 30. It was 20. It was 10.
Years, months, weeks, and days.
All jumbled up in the last hour.
To the burning question.
To the last minute.
The flaming answer.
To the last second.
And you're gone without a warning.

It all came and went so fast, we're not too lucky, we don't have that state of mind. We don't have that peace of mind, and leftover material can make up a sweater, to keep your heart warm, to keep it from turning blue and black. As it's all that you have become.

They don't know what they're tlking about!
But everything they said reflects how they want to shove it back down eachothers throats. Oh, right. It's not wether you win or lose.

It's that you lost, and you're sad.
So you'll cry until I come home.

Oh boy, you're gonna be crying for a long time.

How do I put this nicely?

oh right, I can't.

You CREEP me out!

I think we're in Brooklyn

When you tell me it's over, I merely laugh in your face, as this will never die. And the world keeps turning as if it's alright, but we know it soon will stop. As the cars are running, the walls are melting, the people are feeling, the animals are dying.
But the air can barely breathe.
How else can you get there? How else can you survive.
In 300 days you will find yourself, and the next 85 will be lost.

Well maintained, and constructed to perfection. Hardly able to contain myself, and my mind isn't thinking quite straight any longer. You know it's a bad idea.
But how would I know that? In reasonable relationships. The people can look one another in the eyes and let the words pour out.
You are just a hallmark gretting card.
I never expected to get in the mail.

she's not that great is she? she can't make you that happy can she? You can't be that infatuated can you? you can't be that much of a fucking loser can you?
I just discovered you can.
You are.
I win.

All over again. Why do I feel so alone all of the sudden?
I just WON!
And I still feel empty. Because no gold medal or gold star could ever make me smile like you did.

Take him back to the ward.

Downtown never felt so alive
with the drunken slobs
and the screaming wives.
You know I imagined greater things here
But it's just another dream

If I could rip the stars away I'd put them in your eyes.
But this place filled with men who are asking for another
and the children are at home,
waiting for their father.
But it's just another empty day.

And when the tires screamed and the light went red
he didn't stop and he left her for dead
Went on for miles,
never looked back.
And barely looked ahead.

He wasn't sobre enough to pull over.

Polls lay across roads, wires sparking all around.
And the tears in his soul,
poured onto the ground.

It was only 5 o'clock.

Flowers across the doors and pavement.
And love letters speaking of what she meant to an old man.
How can he be sorry.
when he doesn't know his own name?

you are a fool

I said it. walk into the room.
Look at me. Tell me.
I'm the one for him. You're the one for her.
This fate, it's unreal.
It's fate.

don't deny yourself.
And don't let me, let you down.
It only makes things worse as these long days grow longer. as my hours are counted down to my departure. And the sun..it shines like you wouldn't ever believe.

But words weren't ever good enough. I don't care much.
I just need you to.
It's not all comprehendable. Understandable.
It's just nothing. Let it go, as I don't want to talk about it anymore. But it was never physical. okay, so I'm lying. but it's only natural, and I can't help it when your arms are around me and I feel safer than I have ever felt. And I feel more than I want to.
It's only our bodies touching. Our toungues colliding.
But nothing past that could make me want you.

Except when you smile.
Except when you laugh.
Except when you talk.
Except when you call.
Except when you look at me with that look in your eyes,
and I really wish I could start over.