a fatal attempt at running away from those thoughts (read this the way only you'd like to see it)

i'm sleeping tonite with all the wolves

while dreaming of life that's better planned

as long as the wind that falls isn't longing for revenge

i should be safe

we should be safe

i'm about one and a half missed opportunities away from throwing in the towel and calling it a day for good

i've been taking it one day at a time but they've all added up

and it's been one year six months

full of meaningless days

thoughtless sleepless nights

tried reading the paper today

thought i'd find something more miserable

turns out theres a sale on broken hearts

youre cheaper than i thought