Clouds cut themselves and bleed out
while we leave out little pieces
I say blank space says so much more to me
I've been climbing the sound
of your name for so long that
it's hard to stand in the middle of everyone
kissing with no resolutions.
I guess this year I'll give you a call
or write you on a comment card.
Plans and promises
hot breath on my back
just steam all along.
How it stinks in here
polluted bedrooms where we
breath up all the air.
So shut up with the sentiments you
scripted out so long ago
a formula for pleasing everyone
Oh, we used to go out walking just to see
what we'd say to eachother
Oh, I used to be a sucker for your
Useless lip service.
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