Texty: Fairweather. If They Move...Kill Them. If They Move...kill Them.

Words don't contain subtlety tact eludes speech even in whispers Pieces of my broken thoughts mumble through my teeth you learn I can't keep myself straight Constant fight to know wants and let my energy be screamed out You see my way before my eyes catch on and I don't trust you I can't keep myself straight You're the first to hear me say it And it's the last thing that she said that's got me thinking It's the last thing that she said that changes everything It's all I know It's everything Just stay right here and... What I want to come true Will never be real It's getting hard to see you It's healthier to stay away from you now She said you're the one she cant live without And to those words I try to hold on It's hard to know it time for me to go Misplaced by closeness, thoughts of friendship Fail to sate the thoughts I have of us You know you said That I'm beautiful but what's beauty to you and You wrote to me, said you missed me But is that the best that you can do?