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I need a “Demolition Lover”… A Romeo to my Juliet… A Sid to my
Nancy… A Clyde to my Bonnie… You get the point.
Nancy… A Clyde to my Bonnie… You get the point.
— Primrose Grace
and if you stay I would even wait all night or until my heart explodes how long? until we find our way in the dark and out of harm you can run away with me anytime you want…
Hung up on somebody that I used to know… Someone that was never anything more then nothing.
I am so pathetic I was saving the change you put in my pocket before you left…
I don’t even want to spend it I should throw it in traffic or give it to a homeless person…
Nights like these I… Think of the times you said you loved me and that I was the last good thing about this part of town… how I’d worry about what you think of me on those drunken mixed up nights… The time we texted fall out boy lyrics to each other all night to early morning that somehow lead to I love you… The last time I saw you 38 days ago at 2am where I watched your cab disappear out of sight as I stood on the corner of the street and cried… For a short while you made me believe in love… But you’re gone now so I now know the truth… Love isn’t real.
