Part Two

The two of us we burned like shining stars.
We flicker than faded now, its a [bad word] blackhole. [bad word] our lungs we broke our hearts.
The tears didn’t flow until the front door shut.

The jokes went stale, and we forgot how to laugh.
Some good things they never will stand a chance,
I guess you and me baby we were doomed from the start.
I should have stayed on the road and never came back.

Sometimes I think
I could have tried
just a bit more
than I did,
but I’d be lying to myself
if I though
it would have helped.
Not everybody is meant to be,
nobody is meant for me.

I don’t need your pity,
I don’t need your time.
I’ll just borrow love,
I borrow lies.

I tell myself
alot of things.
I sleep alone
alot of nights.
I’m in love with alot of lies.

No one saves me,
from me, from me.
I’ll always blame myself,
some habits never change.

I love a trainwreck,
I love a sad song.
Maybe I do this for me,
maybe you were right about me,
maybe you were right about me.

Some good things aren’t meant to be.
Some good things aren’t meant to be.
Some good things aren’t meant to be.
Nothing is meant for me.

There is no fairytale ending.
There is no happily ever after.
You just live,
you just die,
maybe you’re a lucky one.