Lyric

I write my stories on these pages

Haven’t written them in ages

I leave unsaid unspoken

The cheapest words and the longest shots

Thinking through my veins, not my brain

Won’t give in

Where’s my meridian?

Taste the memories on my dirty jeans

Place your hand on my beating heart

It’s racing with my bad intentions

I will walk away

This is the last time I pretend

My words are hushed

I’m rushed

This relationship has crashed

Striking up the band for a breach of trust

These wasted second chances

Are they what I’ve been living for?

I’m over this

So I can start over

Taste the memories on my dirty jeans

Place your hand on my beating heart

It’s racing with my bad intentions

I will walk away

This is the last time I pretend

Here I go with my thoughts

The thoughts I’ve been saving

They’re now what I’m dying for

What I’m dying for

Here I go with my dreams

Teenage dreams are always the sweetest

They’re now what I’m wishing for

Here I go with my thoughts

The thoughts I’ve been saving

They’re now what I’m dying for

What I’m dying for

Here I go with my dreams

Teenage dreams are always the sweetest

They’re now what I’m wishing for

(I kill my time hoping for the Greatest Depression ever

I kill my time hoping for the Greatest Depression ever)