Exlovers
Just A Silhoutette.
The streets are soked in the same stale liquorand there's a cloud of doubt in my mind.I thought I saw a friend I'd figured for a whilethat I wouldn't find.With the golden glow of the distant city.you were just a silhouette:As the street lights flickered like shiningmirrors I called out, but you'd already left -You'd already left.As my thoughts collide, there's no silverlining and it's raining doubt in my mind.Then my thoughts divide into tiny pieces andI keep them safely inside.Cos tragedy is the same stale liquor, god -it tastes like home.You were just a silhouette:I figured I probably should have known -I should've known.
From Letras Mania