Thursday, September 20, 2012

The way your makeup stains my pillowcase

You only hold me up like this 
Cause you don't know who I really am 
Sometimes I just want to know what it's like to be you 
We're making out inside crashed cars 
We're sleeping through all our memories 
I used to waste my time dreaming of being alive (now I only waste it dreaming of you) 
Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness 
Cause all of our moves make up for the silence 
And oh, the way your makeup stains my pillowcase 
Like I'll never be the same