January 2010
I’m bad at waiting for things I’m excited for
You catch a flame to my sentiment
You in a simple gray coat in a simple white room. Oh, now you know you know it now. And so, now you know you know it now. You hate the tenderhearted torch song. You catch a flame to my sentiment, my sentimental tune. Oh, now you know you know it now. And so, now you know you know it now. Hard-hearted don’t worry I’m ready for a fight. Unnerved, the nerve, you’re nervous,...