Blue eye, you lied, I miss you, that's all

nothing to say | nothing to say

she’s got it | oh baby she’s got it

five years down the line | Expressing your uncertainties Through years of anniversaries Then five years down the line You'll say: she was never my type Lovers are strangers There's nothing to discuss Hearts will be faithful While the truth is told to someone else

All this time, you barely know I'm alive

I know you, I remember from the grass stain | Every morning, got a hollow where my heart goes I never listen, but I see it with my eyes closed I know you, I remember from the grass stain Maybe I could be a better human with a new name

she's got nothing to say | three cheers my absolute beloved

Blue Hour | a girl who likes blue hour

Stop Trying | nothing really matters that much to her

Cigarette daydreams | sometimes theres nothing to say. :}