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Thursday, November 3, 2011

inside your eyes

looking in your eyes i see all the pain that you've been through take another look and i see the changes you've been through i know being loved is probably not what you used to but your existence brings a tingling feelin that i wanna get seduced to because the type of person you are is something im not used to. It's funny how looks can be so decieving and how you rupture my thoughts with just a little breathing and how i fadaway into an abyss because im love drunk and i wanna a kiss like a punk rock kid with his tongue out i want your love drug because im so confident even though you lie to me i look into your eyes when i fall asleep because there big and full of wonders like a continent. Before loving you i shoulda thought of the greater consequence to be honest when we first met i ain't think i would have the confidence kuz i know love is strange to you like electricity to an amish man and now your love means no more to me than a trash in a garbage can but you know what they say one mans trash is another mans treasure but i guess your lies were just another guilty pleasure

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