Showing posts with label heart break. Show all posts
Showing posts with label heart break. Show all posts

Wednesday, 7 December 2011

Sometimes

And only sometimes, I feel like saying this to the poor darling boy I threw away. If he had fought harder, I could have, would have, no, should have, still been his, right now. As I type, I'd be his lover, his girlfriend, his life, his light and heart and soul and laughter, ever after. 
But no, he didn't come over, and that is that.

Wednesday, 19 October 2011

I falter

So, let's face it,
This was never what you wanted.


But I know, it's fun to pretend.
And now blank stares and empty threats are all I have.
They're all I have.


So drown me, and if you can,
Or we could just have conversation?


And I fall, I fall, I falter...
But I found you, before I drift away.


Now you still speak of day old hate.
Though your whole world has gone up in to flames.


And isn't it great to find that you're really worth nothing?
And how safe it is to feel safe?


So drown me, and if you can,
Or we could just have conversation?


And I fall, I fall, I falter.
But I found you, before I drift away.


The things we do just to stay alive.
The things we do just to stay alive...


The things we do just to stay alive.
The things that we do just to keep ourselves alive.

Friday, 14 October 2011

Killkill.Thrillthrill.



Do you know, I am going to leave you?
Do you know, I am going to leave you?
I'm in love with a dying man, I'm in love with a dying man.
I'm in love, lying in the sand.
I'm in love with a dying man, I'm in love with a dying man.
I have done everything I can.

Tell me about bangin' his girl. Do I know where he's gone to meet you?
Love you I do. Stay, I won't.
The stars straight from your eyes.

I'm in love with a dying man, I'm in love with a dying man.
I'm in love lying in the sand.
I'm in love with a dying man. I'm in love with a dying man.
I have done everything I can.

One Two. Make it fun.
I don't trust any one.
One Two. Make it fun
Don't trust anyone.

That'swhathappenswhenyou'reonyourown



I didn't know it would come to this but, that's what happens when you're on your own.
And you're all right at letting nice things go.

Well I pawned the earrings that you gave me.
Golden metal flowers, dangling. And I almost cried and I sold them off.

And I don't mind livin' on bread and oranges, no no.
But I gotta get to and from where I come. It's gonna take money to go.

Oh no, ohh.

Tricky

I can't decide between these three beautiful and totally individual covers. Answers on the back of a postcard, please?








Your love

Time to jump on the Bon Iver cover bang wagon. Beaut, right?


Thursday, 13 October 2011