Texty: A Dead Letter Promise. Other. Nobody Dances For The New Ones.

I know the lies you told and who you told them to. I know everything you didn?t think anyone knew. She?s lost in the sheets. Tangled in darkness. Finding a way out, someday. If we make it to the hills by sunrise I?ll hide with you. We walked arm in arm, while love walks hand in hand. It makes more sense for you to be typical. Let go of my fucking hand. Lets cross our fingers and pray. Its so cold in here already. It was your last breath and the most poetic thing that you could think to say was ?oh shit?.