Its 2:27 and this feels like
heaven.
or a demented life with a
sharpened knife.
we all watched you choke on your lies
as you opened your eyes
and maybe you saw
what was really there.
or maybe you saw straight through me.
no better time to be facing your fears
as when noone even sees your tears.
i know.
i\'m practicaly drowning myself
in this silent plea for help.
they just looked away.
maybe i\'ll run away.
well, tell me, what happens,
what happens when your dreams
fall to the dust like i fell for that
act you always put up.
and what about trust.
i trusted you to always be there
i trusted you to be my friend.
because when i say \"best friends\"
i mean forever.
not just when you feel like i\'m cool enough for you tonight.
