well. if thats the way you want it to be.
its totally completely fine by me.
i would rather not sit around the whole day
and drive myself crazy during mid-may,

believe me, i have better things to do!

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before the bloody bright red screen even rolled up
when it was so tense i couldnt even fart
a stupid naive lil kid i was, peek
ing at the corners, lifitng the covers.

scanning the applauding crowd, excitement
mounts, i see you, as my breath catches,
as my heart sparsely melted away,
you still had your arm wrapped around her.

-

but yes, thats the way i wanted it to be
you took the first step but when you stepped back
i fell - raucously at your feet, oh
i drove myself crazy, prattling on, no.

believe me, you were important in a poof

-

as cliche as it sounds, as time pass,
there was suddenly a digress of me from you
it felt like i was in the middle of
a joust, and you know ive never ridden

so i fell - raucously on the dewy grass
just like i did, when i fell for you.
and my world swirled in a mishmash of colours
with our songs as my only source of relic

-

but yes, thats the way i wanted it to be
you took the first step but when you stepped back
i fell - raucously a your feet, oh
i drove myself crazy, prattling on, no.

believe me, you were important in a poof

-

smiling goofily behind the screens
i was anticipating the curtain's call
but there was a problem with the strings
and everything, everything let loose.

you and i, we cant hide ourselves
in your eyes i could see how things were
and it's because they were the way they were
deep inside, i could see what your world meant to me

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complications, webs of woven tales
that i would never be set for
as were the razed lines caked with blood
deep inside, i could comprehend that

things could never be the way
i wanted it to because the way
it was going to be, be shutting me out
as whenever razed lines needed to be

caked with blood again but baby that
just doesnt matter because im never
get through you even without your hands on hers.
frustration mounts, YOUre a mishmash of colours

well. if thats the way you want it to be.
its totally completely fine by me.
i would rather not sit around the whole day
and drive myself crazy during mid-may,

but believe me, you'd always be a part of me.

oh baby
even with you half gone
you were a part of me -
someone i was evolving into
with every hot and humid
long summer day inducted.
but when the curtain calls,
i wont be there no more.