Woorden:
The Awkward Romance

if He's real, why is there pain? a sinner's words will stain. why do they run from Him they should sit back and relax just relaxeverytime they dig down

unbroken promises are cliche, i'm sure cliche's will be cliche one day. so can you see why i spaz? given my history if something's wrong it's wrong

jaded eyes and stained glass windows. martyred beliefs and empty lies. monotony leaves only apathy. fake emotions are as good as lies. the feelings

life didn't turn out the way i thought it would not in denial, lost the lamplight that will take me there soon i'll be accused of trying something new

we can live like spies in a small town uncover secrets about the lives we've always known discover meanings and reasons for being and then pretend that

breaking hearts and trite manipulations, I cut you out of mine. we all know it?s only life to breathe is to compromise. we all know we?ll forgive this

so convince me it?s coincidence as silence gives way to the meticulous and I never said the things you need to hear. Be sure to bleach all of your black

here I stand on the threshold of mediocrity poised at the brink of something truly ordinary. delusions of grandeur string me along the way I?ll inspire

must have been a jigsaw single thoughts of loneliness curse my ride to golden eternity would prevail if we try. I feel dizzy like something grabbed hold