I?m not falling in love
As a matter of fact
I am just waiting for the right time
To fall apart
I?m dressed inappropriately
As always
To help people judge
And jump to conclusions
About how I really feel
?You look like a million bucks?
I tell them
?I feel like it too?
The sun is coming up
I am still coming down
I don?t have what it takes
To write
Or even make
Any more memories
To cry into that notebook
That half-full heartbreak
All the same feelings
As any other
A cliché tale
Of a bitter ****-up
Times like these make me think
About how much I think
And wish
Things could be the way they were
Back when no one cared
Back when no one
Got hurt
Back with it was more than nothing
That was going forever