Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Masterpiece

Is it some kind of sign when I don’t hear you breathe,

Should I make an excuse to go when you want me to?

Imagine all the tiny stars went out,

We’d sit here in the dark,

Imagine all the tiny stars went out,

We’d sit here in the dark.

 

You take all my oxygen away from me,

To start a fire bigger than both of our broken hearts,

I’m left to stare in wonder,

At the destruction of the masterpiece of us.

The masterpiece of us…

 

This is not just a phase can’t bulldoze through this roughness,

I can’t stand my relfection when there’s guilt in my eyes.

I don’t know what I’m sorry for,

I guess I’m not still when you leave me on the floor.

Imagine all the tiny stars went out,

I would sit here in the dark.

Imagine all he tiny stars went out,

I would sit here in the dark.

 

You take all my oxygen away from me,

To start a fire bigger than both of our broken hearts,

I’m left to stare in wonder,

At the destruction of the masterpiece of us.

The masterpiece of us…

You take all my oxygen away from me,

To start a fire bigger than both of our broken hearts,

I’m left to stare in wonder,

At the destruction of the masterpiece of us.

The masterpiece of us…

Imagine all the tiny stars…

All the tiny stars…

Blew out.

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