he wrote his name with a heart on the back of a postcard, right beside the "p.s." which read: "please dont think this is malicious, but ever since you left me, i am a mess. you made me happiest, and now i'm lonely, cause there was only you."
Two lost hearts and one caught in the middle They came together and the other fell apart It appeared the answer to the problem I have no reason to smile
your stomach's filled up, but you're starved for conversation. you're spending all your nights growing old in your bed, and you're tearin' up your photos cause you wanna forget... it's over.