I can't live on your Morphine, 'cause it's making me itch.
Been home the whole day, getting myself a little high on Organic Chemistry and the likes of it. Dang, I really want to go out somewhere tomorrow. Anyone for a study date?
Reckon I know nothing's quite the same now; there was a time when everything was perfect. But that's all gone now. Ain't that sad? Prolly just run away: it's always easier than dealing with the pain. Yet, I'll take my pain and I'll protect it.
I know I've been wrong, and I've made mistakes. Those problems we couldn't solve - and prolly might never in the future - are really the things that have come between. Isn't it clear that something's still left of it? I've been changing. Just because I'm sorry, doesn't mean I didn't try.. Promise I'll do anything you ask this time.
And I wish you were a stranger I could disengage.
But even then, you'd be the perfect stranger ♥
Listening: Miss You Like Crazy - Natalie Cole