and sometimes it comes with the third glass of wine. clarity. fogginess. who the fuck knows... you just see it for what it is. and you ache. wanting the night to swallow you whole. lull you to sleep. keep you as blind and dumb as a newborn baby. keep you safe from that coldhearted love. he comes and goes as he pleases. never considering the state he leaves you in. drowning slowly and quietly in the cold dark blue. and you go there. you keep going there knowing all too well, you'll sink like the titanic, heavy and slow. and you hate it, you love it. you live for it, you want to die. a great big circle. and you know you're a fool. a fool for love.
you fill yourself up with hope and warm fuzzy feelings. but you know how the story ends. you always know. but it doesn't matter because the stars are shining, you've got a nice warm buzz. you lose yourself in the best 3 minute song, you nestle in your pillow and dream fucken on...
i never gave up on breaking out of this two star town...killers