been gone this year more days than i have been home
trading friends for trips to the coast
this hotel room feels more like a tomb
***
hand over my heart, gun to my head
i swear to God im through with this
i am the worst liar i know
***
so which is it?
the boy who writes the songs or the boy who's in them?
who's the girl? is it truth?
or is he writing fiction?
***
it's not gossip if it's the truth
im tired of always songs for you to slit your wrists to
***
i <3 fall out boy more than i could ever put into words.
they always know how im feeling.
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