Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Annoying Song Quoting

I used to think one day we'd tell the story of us, how we met and the sparks flew instantly. And people would say that we're the lucky ones... Oh, a simple complication, a miscommunication leads to fall out. So many things that I wish you knew, so many walls up I can't break through. Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room and we're not speaking and I'm dying to know if its killing you like its killing me... And the story of us is starting to look like a tragedy now. Oh, I'm scared to see the ending, why are we pretending this is nothing. I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how. I've never heard a silence quite this loud. This is looking like a contest to see who could act like they care less, but I liked it better when you were on my side. This battle is in your hands now, but I would lay my armor down if you said you would rather love than fight. So many things that you wish I knew, but the story of us might be ending soon. The end.

Ugh.

The way you move is like a full on rainstorm and I'm a house of cards. You're the kind of reckless that should send me running, but I kinda know that I won't get far. And you stood there in front of me, just close enough to touch, close enough to hope you couldn't see what I was thinking of. My mind forgets to remind me that you're a bad idea. You touch me once and it's really something - you find I'm even better than you imagined I would be. I'm on my guard for the rest of the world, but with you I know it's no good. And I could wait patiently, but I really wish you would drop everything now, meet me in the pouring rain, kiss me on the sidewalk, take away the pain. Cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile. You get me with those green eyes, baby, as the lights go down. Give me something that'll haunt me when you're not around. I'll run my fingers through your hair and watch the lights go wild. Just keep on keeping your eyes on me. It's just wrong enough to make it feel right. And lead me up the staircase, won't you whisper soft and slow. I'm captivated by you baby, like a fireworks show.

Double ugh.