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Long ago

Just like the hearse you die to get in again

We are so far from you



Burning on just like a match you strike to incinerate

The lives of everyone you know

And what's the worst you take (worst you take)

from every heart you break (heart you break)

And like the blade you stain (blade you stain)

Well I've been holding on tonight



What's the worst that I can say?

Things are better if I stay

So long and goodnight

So long and goodnight



Came a time

When every star fall brought you to tears again

We are the very hurt you sold

And what's the worst you take (worst you take)

from every heart you break (heart you break)

And like the blade you stain (blade you stain)

Well I've been holding on tonight



What's the worst that I can say?

Things are better if I stay

So long and goodnight

So long and goodnight

And if you carry on this way

Things are better if I stay

So long and goodnight

So long and goodnight



Can you hear me?

Are you near me?

Can we pretend to leave and then

We'll meet again

When both our cars collide?



What's the worst that I can say?

Things are better if I stay

So long and goodnight

So long and goodnight

And if you carry on this way

Things are better if I stay

So long and goodnight

So long and goodnight

Keep the noise low.

She doesn't wanna blow it.

Shaking head to toe

while your left hand does "the show me around."

Quickens your heartbeat.

It beats me straight into the ground.



You don't recover from a night like this.

A victim, still lying in bed, completely motionless.

A hand moves in the dark to a zipper.

Hear a boy bracing tight against sheets

barely whisper, "This is so messed up."



Upon arrival the guests had all stared.

Dripping wet and clearly depressed,

he'd headed straight for the stairs.

No longer cool, but a boy in a stitch,

unprepared for a life full of lies and failing relationships.



(Up the stairs: the station where

the act becomes the art of growing up.)



He keeps his hands low.

He doesn't wanna blow it.

He's wet from head to toe and

his eyes give her the up and the down.

His stomach turns and he thinks of throwing up.

But the body on the bed beckons forward

and he starts growing up.



The fever, the focus.

The reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell.

Die young and save yourself.

The tickle, the taste of...

It used to be the reason I breathed but now it's choking me up.

Die young and save yourself.



She hits the lights.

This doesn't seem quite fair.

Despite everything he learned from his friends,

he doesn't feel so prepared.

She's breathing quiet and smooth.

He's gasping for air.

"This is the first and last time," he says.

She fakes a smile and presses her hips into his.

He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides.

He's holding back from telling her

exactly what it really feels like.



He is the lamb, she is the slaughter.

She's moving way too fast and all he wanted was to hold her.

Nothing that he tells her is really having an effect.

He whispers that he loves her,

but she's probably only looking for se-...



(Up the stairs: the station where

the act becomes the art of growing up.)



So much more than he could ever give.

A life free of lies and a meaningful relationship.

He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides.

He waits for it to end

and for the aching in his guts to subside.



The fever, the focus.

The reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell.

Die young and save yourself.

The tickle, the taste of...

It used to be the reason I breathed but now it's choking me up.

Die young and save yourself.



Up the stairs: the station where

the act becomes the art of growing up.



The fever, the focus.

The reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell.

Die young and save yourself.

The tickle, the taste of...

It used to be the reason I breathed but now it's choking me up.

Die young and save yourself.

I still recall the taste of your tears.

Echoing your voice just like the ringing in my ears.

My favorite dreams of you still wash ashore.

Scraping through my head 'till I don't want to sleep anymore.



You make this all go away.

You make this all go away.

I'm down to just one thing.

And I'm starting to scare myself.

You make this all go away.

You make this all go away.

I just want something.

I just want something I can never have



You always were the one to show me how

Back then I couldn't do the things that I can do now.

This thing is slowly taking me apart.

Grey would be the color if I had a heart.



Come on tell me





You make this all go away.

You make this all go away.

I'm down to just one thing.

And I'm starting to scare myself.

You make this all go away.

You make this all go away.

I just want something.

I just want something I can never have



In this place it seems like such a shame.

Though it all looks different now,

I know it's still the same

Everywhere I look you're all I see.

Just a fading fucking reminder of who I used to be.



Come on tell me





You make this all go away.

You make this all go away.

I'm down to just one thing.

And I'm starting to scare myself.

You make this all go away.

You make this all go away.

I just want something.

I just want something I can never have

I just want something I can never have

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Bellanova333
02:21 Dec 24 2011

I love this song

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