I was going to call you up tonight
ask you to come, walk a while at my side
talk with me, about nothing and everything
we could have told each other things
that the night would hold secret in it's wisdom
letting the darkness weave a spell over us
instead this distance is far too convenient
I miss knowing you, those little things
that that make you up, make me want you
you look like the picture on the front of the box
I would try to put you back together
but you're holding all the pieces



the girl next door [+]

it's like this girl says the things in my head that i cant find the words for