x's and o's

(albüm: the chronicles of cpt. sad - 2017)

My words are slippery slopes
Just like the roads we're driving
I'm tired and just might say
Something stupid again
Or fall in love with you
Bring me down to your basement
And into your room
Where we cover each other
In touches and feelings
I've got something to prove
I'm fucking worthless to you

All the x's and o's in your journal
Next to pictures of blue colored roses
Make me wither away
Just like the ashes pervade
Like the words that I say to you

Take me away from the phone
Do you think about me when you're alone?
You're gone
What if all the trees never grew back their leaves in the spring
And the colorful breeze was no more?
It's no more
I can't ratify my rational
But I'm keeping quietly to myself
So I can't mess up the words I'd say
You'll leave me stuck in yesterday
Got my heart sown on to every sleeve
All my wounds are covered up
With a needle and some threading

All the x's and o's in your journal
(Take me away from the phone)
Next to pictures of blue colored roses
(Do you think about me when you're alone?)
Make me wither away
Just like the ashes pervade
(You're gone)
Like the words that I say to you

All the x's and o's in your journal
(Take me away from the phone)
Next to pictures of blue colored roses
(Do you think about me when you're alone?)
Make me wither away
Just like the ashes pervade
(You're gone)
Like the words that I say to you