Sick

Accounting

im harder to recognize

i drove a hundred miles an hour to forget u

hiatus

and you cant even speak

i need a taco and a cheeseburger

for a moment i was heaven struck

i am overwhelmed

watch me daily disappearing

please change the prophecy

I look in people’s windows, in case ure at their table

U said u were gonna grow up, then u were gonna come find me

Lord please give me this one.

i wanna make u drive all night just bc i said maybe u should come over

it’s true, swear, scouts honor

You know how to box, i know aristotle

Please change the prophecy please change the prophecy please change the prophecy please change the prophecy

Please I've been on my knees Change the prophecy Don't want money Just someone who wants my company

What if hes written mine on my upper thigh (only in my mind)