Curses In Cursive (Danger Radio)

Sitting on a bench in a park on a Saturday night Waiting for the sun to arise to show me what I've missed in my life Isn't it beautiful to envy their lives? Lying in the middle of streets waiting for my defeat Isnt it great to think of how we've all just been beat. Let's drink to the holes in our walls and drug all our hearts with remorse. Staying up to hear you're heartbeat To believe in myself. So quick, so anxious to hold and to be held in return. Let's just leave dont get carried away Don't loose track or you'll loose concentration. I wrote this song for December I hope she likes what she hears I hope she tears out her heart, and leaves home and then drinks away all of her fears I wrote this song for our new year, i hope it turns out bad Because when the clock hits twelve all these people will be heading on back Lying to myself for the past few weeks Keep on turning to my left because my saint is weak and im gone, broken down, in this world where im only an image Keep on stomping down to the same old beat And my life is like a record left on repeat. I'm so lost in my mind and my angel just died. Am i standing here all on my own? I wrote this song for December I hope she likes what she hears I hope she tears out her heart, and leaves home, and then drinks away all of her fears I wrote this song for our new year I hope it turns out bad Because when this clock hits twelve all these people will be heading on back I wrote this song about you, she left you stranded and weak like they told you she would, she left you standing alone, i wrote this song about you. Cause she's gone and you know it, dont blame yourself for this