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“I think she was afraid to love sometimes. I think it scared her. She was the type to like things that are concrete, like the ocean. Something you could point to and know what it was. I think that’s why she always struggled with God. And I think that’s why she also struggled with love. She couldn’t touch it. She couldn’t hold on to it and make sure it never changed.”
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I said I'd never walk away, but I'm not able to stay
I said I'd never leave this place, but I can't stay here
To watch you fade and watch you change into someone I can't face
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I guess time has a way of making everything alright, it's just there is not enough of it. And so we drink and we sing and we celebrate this lie, and hope that it will last.
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I'll breathe you in with smoke in the backyard light. We used to laugh until we choked into the wasted nights. It was the best time of my life, but now I sleep alone. So don't, don't, don't wake me up, 'cause my thrill is gone. You've gone and sewn me to this bed. The taste of you and me will never leave my lips again.
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Maybe it was wrong of me to think I could keep you. And maybe it's the last few drinks taking over my mouth. And all I've been thinking; I want you to know that I am fine here without you, but I can't bring myself to lie to you. And since we're being honest, I feel I should tell you, I've been filling up the empty space between you and I. Between you and I, he could never compare to you.
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I'm a bastard, you know that I am, but that's just what you like in a man
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Ona nie chciała się narzucać. On nie chciał Jej za bardzo komplikować życia sobą. Tak jakby nie wiedzieli, że znaczą dla siebie więcej niż wszystko.
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Dlaczego wciąż żyję mylnymi wrażeniami, które opisują mi Ciebie takim, jakim chciałabym żebyś był?..
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Pustka. Taka chwila kiedy po prostu siedzisz i wpatrujesz się w niebo, wiesz, że nie możesz nic zrobić i ogarnia cię to przerażające poczucie bezsilności. A Ty nie robisz nic. Po prostu się przyglądasz...
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I try to run but I don’t wanna ever leave.Til the walls are goin’ up in smoke with all our memories....
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Chcę mimo tych szalonych dni zamknąć ten rozdział,bo lepiej było nam by nigdy w życiu się nie poznać...
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każda z tych czynności nie ma najmniejszego sensu, rozumiesz ? ... ;-/
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