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

MILES | MILES

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