Thursday, September 18, 2008

i, you, her

hi,

i'm a car crash heart
i'm good at putting new addresses on the same old loneliness
i'll wire myslef up to my headphones
though i still hear you clearly over the muffled music
i think pete wentz is modern poetry
the new melancholy of the 21st century
of cutting edge emotion your parents will disapprove
i could write songs all about you my dear
ha, and you wouldn't even know
i'm the reason why smiles look ugly
and smirks become a permanent feature
i could make my skin hard enough to carve your name on
cause' hey
engravings are so much cooler than tattoos

but till then

i'll make do with a tattoo

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