Art Far Away Tea Party For Hunter
You broke me like no one's broken me before. It's all about timing before I lose control
Of course, I'm ashamed of myself, but I can handle it
But I'm too afraid of what comes next, I'm too afraid of pushing myself to that edge
Because when it comes down to it, will I stop myself? I don't know anymore
I think I can handle the pain, but love breaks something that then goes missing
I don't know if I'll ever find it again. It feels so close, yet so far away
Most drugs and alcohol are depressants and I don't want to take the edge off, I need to stay focused. Because when I let loose; the jaw softens, I need to stay angry
LSD and Cocaine might be something that helps, but I'm too afraid
I'll never forget how you made me feel and that hurts even more
No-way I Could Have this One Love Ever-last
It was something that killed me in the past and it still kills me every single day
I adore you and I'll be waiting here for you, the rest of my life
I'm so tired of being scared, all the f..cking time
Every single noise makes me feel less alive, there's a hole in my soul where I'm drowning this once happy boy
I can still feel him; he will never be healed
But life is funny that way, how it f..cks you from behind, every single f..cking time
I'll never forget how you made me feel and that hurts even more
No-way I Could Have this One Love Ever-last
It was something that killed me in the past and it still kills me every single day
I love you and I'll be waiting here for you, the rest of my life
I attend tea parties laughing and smiling. Everything is always alright; I'm starting to not care anymore. Mad hatters all around, not caring for anyone
Drink up my tea, swallow some more, if you ask me I'll just lie
But I'm not alright, I will never be fine
I'll never forget how you made me feel and that hurts even more
No-way I Could Have this One Love Ever-last
It was something that killed me in the past and it still kills me every single day
I love you and I'll be waiting here for you, the rest of my life
But I guess we'll always have Cornflakes and I wish I could make you see Jesus
All these songs I wrote, their all about you. You're so lovely
And I'll be right here, until you come back. At least I hope I will
I don't need anyone; but I'm so f..cking lonely it hurts
