| Current mood: |  awake |
| Current music: | A Static Lullaby-Love to Hate, Hate to Me |
Cross your fingers, and pray for Winter. I'll be there, painting the town your favorite color.
Take me back to the time that you and I were fine. Taking turns steering this, crashing this, wreaking us. And I know that if we both took the time, that this would work. Take me back to the summer of 2003, where nothing mattered but you and me. And I know that if we both cared enough, this would work. We could make this work. Falling down with you again and again. I'd get back up a million and one times just to have you back here holding my hand. The summer is gone, the winter is near, I'd give it all away just to have you here. I have problems that you don't care to hear. I've got a scar I could talk about. I've got the world standing by my side, but none of that matters when it's you that I'm without. I take back the mean stares, the hang ups, and that last "fuck you." I take back the "I don't care's", the time my fuck-up's, and that last "I don't care what you do." I'd give it all away to love you.
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