Pretty In Quotes

The radio burns

I will write a story

About a friend we left behind

Pick up where we left off?

It's impossible, impossible

We're better off to go our separate ways

The radio burns this dimly lit room

This night is such a blur to me

I see it in your face

The doors are closed

So drink up another cliché

Suffocate in what good friends are for

I have learned to forgive through failing

I failed you, I felt you let go

Pick up pieces of our friendship

Throw casual glances my way

Battle your conscience and walk out trailing disgust

The radio burns this dimly lit room

This night is such a blur to me

I hear it in your voice

The doors are closed

So drink up another cliché

Suffocate in what good friends are for

With this pen I fill with poison

I will bury you

Never felt this knife in my back

I will bury you

This night is neverending

The situation has become critical

Your body falls down to the floor

A shadow dismembered in this basement

How's your peace of mind?

I'll only ask you once

How's my peace of mind?

So lie like you mean it