So quiet.........

…Another wasted night, the television steals the conversation


~ Exhale!

Another wasted breath, again it goes unnoticed.

Please tell me you’re just feeling tired, cause if it’s more than that I feel that I might break
Out of touch, out of time…
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed cause I can’t read your rolling eyes
Out of touch, are we out of time?

I’ll wait until tomorrow, maybe you’ll feel better then
Maybe we’ll be better then…

So what’s another day? When I can’t bear these nights of thoughts of going on without you…
This mood of yours is temporary, it seems worth the wait to see your smile again!

Song by: Dashboard something I can’t remember…. Confessional…



I remember…
Dashboard Confessional - that’s it.

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Lica in a bad mood insist: “Bare with me people - It’s hormonal! It’ll get better, really!!”