Get real.

by Jynee   Sep 14, 2006


I'm scratching at the wall
to find the waterfall
where they hid the key
the key to you and me.

We're reaching for the ceiling
but the ceiling was never there
don't pretend you understand
don't pretend you care.

See I've been up, and I've been down
and I'm at an all time low.
I've found a place called half-past-dead
and thats the only way to go.

I never understood, "true love"
and I just never will.
I'm not in it for shits and giggles
I'm in it for the kill.

Break me once, its your bad
Break me twice, make a fool of me
Break me three times, then I'm not alive
Because you set me free.

So here we are by troubled waters
we found the world down by the sea
Lets take off our shoes
and walk down the sand
Hand in hand
Like we used to.

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