sometimes i wish everything was just a little bit more honest.
i changed around my room again because everytime i look around, all i see is you. the common public. the common everyday everything. i need change. i need excitement. i need i need i need. i spend to much time thinking about what i wish i had.
i ran accross this a few minutes ago, and i decided i really like it. i wrote it a few days before christmas.
the tone in your voice leads me looking for lies and precious evidence. and we drive through the lights and catch chills from the snow as if two years apart never got in the way. just for tonight we'll laugh and whisper secrets as if we were still fourteen. still letting snowflakes catch our death and fake smiles.
and as the car pulls up to that long stretch of road in front of my house, i think i've realized... you never changed a bit.
so while im playing with sparkles and ribbon, biting my nails to be ready for saturday, i'll be thinking about you. you, sitting in a bar with your fake id and your eyes averted to the ground. you, frantic in your car driving away from his house with you're new prize.
here's to the days that we felt like so much more.