Why is something so wrong so attractive? Everything in my head is doing everything falling short of ramming itself into walls, to tell me its wrong. I've always been the kinda guy to do the wrong thing.
It's easter week. My parents went to france on sunday, My brother had his mates down a few nights, I didn't do anything with the free house. I don't know what it is anymore. My parents have been going away from week to weekend since I was 16. I actually think it's not worth having to clean after. My parents are clean freaks. I'll let my brother clean.
I was making a cup of tea there a second ago, something came into my head that I guess has not been in my head for ages, a song called Rooftops by lost prophets. This song reminds me of a girl, who shall never be named. I don't even like to be reminded of her name now that I think about it. I just wonder, how's she doing? I've no way of finding out. I shouldn't even try.
It happened again, only this time I don't think I can blame you. I'm not even sure If I want this anymore.
You know, I know everyone says nice things to everyone to cheer them up. I always said nice things to you. I always meant the nice things I said to you. I almost wish things could have been different. My mentality never lets me just make a clean break when I need one. I can't come running anymore. If you call, I'll call back. If you need to talk, I'll listen for hours. I hope this is alright.
Thanks for lately babe. I realised we are not as close anymore. We are fixing it though. I'm always pretty happy when I'm just kicking back with you.
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