Broken Toy Airplanes. I Don't Believe In Angels. Zeneszám

i don?t believe in angels.

your the only one i can't seem to talk to
because i get so choked up
when my heart is in my throat
your words keep me afloat.

lets ride in your truck all around down town
well be so cool with the windows rolled down
you are my hero
and im only a zero.

the awkard silence is killing us
but at least we will die together.
and maybe if the angels agree with us
we can be in heaven forever

seeing your smile is like waking up
but without the morning breathe
feeling your touch is like growing up
but without all of the regrets

reflections in the mirror can show me my curves
every inch of uselessness can be observed
my skin fades pale
in my own jail cell

i give up on everything nothing seems right
maybe i can bring myself to the light
my mind grows cold
you are so bold




i've changed my ways
you changed your mind
maybe im going crazy inside.
your so much older
please dont hold her
take me by my shoulders