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

nothing to say | nothing to say

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

feet | feet

All this time, you barely know I'm alive

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

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

Stop Trying | nothing really matters that much to her

miles maroles | miles

Cigarette daydreams | sometimes theres nothing to say. :}