Hold on, there's a hole in my heart
everyone can see right through me
it
goes all the way to the waves
where my
love she tried to wash it away
see
we break for the summers
so she can find
lovers
she treats them like a bottle of
wine
they make you dinner
and they
sing you to sleep
but by the morning find
the bottle is empty
'cause she
never gives it the time
every bottle she
finds
they don't compare
to the
ones she left behind
there is never a note
so she waits for me to come back home
I'm looking for a dead end song
you wish that smoke
could change its
color
I love it when you talk so much
and act like nothing went wrong
I'm
looking for a dead end song
while we sit
and find flaws in everyone
I want to keep
you by my side
holding off tidal waves
"mint car" is keeping us warm
she lays crossed upon the bed
we are
puzzles making shapes
with our hands
I take my finger, turn into a pen
then i run my hand down your spine
you
guess i wrote something profound
something
like:
"our love will last 'til we die"
I say "you're good at this game"
but what
I really wrote is
"how I've yet to be
saved"