If this is perfect, then lets end this before it starts 

we are not pictures, no. and this couldnt last forever. 

and over time all the colors fade away, we cut and paste the words 

we cannot bear to say. 



I've got this new game, where I walk to your house. 

and when my legs give, then I'll drag myself down 

through these state lines, cause I'm so far now. 

this isn't desperate for me. 



and tonight I'm miles away from your town 

but I'll grow wings and I'll fly down 

cause it's me or my face vs. this wind 

and I swear to God I'll make you mine again 



so lets drop our guns and drop our guards 

we'll forget every note that we wrote to the songs. 



There is nothing that could fill these holes. 

no sex, no drugs, no rock and roll