pretty girls die just the same why I'm still holding on to the pain (I don't know) I would let it go for a million fucks or kisses I was wondering when the angels would sing by your grave cause I'm through squeezing feelings from blank stares trying to break iron hearts with feather filled punches a dance, a fight, and I pulled every star from the sky to make night from day, but what Idid I change? so I'm left trying to count the beats in the record breaks clinging to hope through a punctured drip yesterday was the demo tape to years of regret please take my words turn them into something innocent "sweetness I was only joking when I said I'd like to smash every tooth in your head" a dance, a fight, and I pulled every star down from the sky to make night from day but what did it change? I screamed your name, with my pen I scream your name and when the california sun became brighton rain I washed away any chance of a future for every butterfly soaked in gasoline I helped to fly you set one alight so now we're fucked and the nostalgia is as ugly as the truth and saints that sin, she was beautiful once, I tied a bow that became a noose that I left to hang, she was beautiful once, letters like cries on my walkman, fuck I miss her lies, she was beautiful once, those x's didn't mean kisses and "sorry" doesn't mean a thing