IRC-Galleria

Sick of trying to find a way inside. Sick and tired of all the after.
Sick of trying ot find a way to slide, even though it always ends in laughter.
I'ts never hard to tell when things are done. She looked into my eyes and a voice said RUN!
She says that I'm a mess but it's alright. Whether it's 2 weeks, 2 years or just tonight.

You can occupy my every sigh, You can rent a space inside my mind. At least untill the price becomes too high.

I can find a reason that we should quit. I can find a reason to do it,
I can find excuses for all my shit. She tells me just to work right through it.
She's pretty and I like her but she's too well, 'cause I need red flags and long nights and she can tell.
It's not that its my fault it's just my style. Beginning with a look and then a smile.

You can occupy my every sigh, You can rent a space inside my mind. At least untill the price becomes too high.

She don't need a thing, she don't need saving or a lay. She's got all the friends around and you can hear them say:
"He's not into you, he's into the idea of" But little do they know that she's not through.

You can occupy my every sigh, You can rent a space inside my mind. At least untill the price becomes too high...