Intuition
Two Weeks
[Intuition]
I told you I would stay and I meant it
Friendship
Is made to be malleable, bend it
Splendid
Wear it to the point that it's ending
Regret it
And start from the beginning
Again and
Mend it
I gather all the days that we spent apart
And then I look at what I built, watch it wilt, tend the garden
Hardened hearts lead to empty lives
Breathe free of tempt and lies
If need be, see me, please be my next in line
Don't ever say "woe is me."
I'm just an IChat away from you, even overseas
Sometimes I just need to go and flee the older scene
Because my eyes are like a diary and you can hold the key
I'm gonna stay until I wither
From May until December
Or later in the winter
I'm praying like a sinner just to hear you speak
It feels like two years, it's only been two weeks...nah