took some time but there are
so many things i finally realized
i took for granted a amile, a friend, a laugh, a time i'll never
find
and it's not like i didn't care or try
it's so much more than that
all the things i could have said
but i never stopped to think so much was gonna end
now blood is blood and time is like a gentle summer breeze
just random thoughts that were caught inside of me
just another portrait of my suburban scenes
is a story sad if
you being to laugh and should have cried
the f?!kin news at eleven, a poem, a song, the way my mother sighs
and it's not like i could ever really make it all right
it's so much, so much more than that
