About YouThe restless feeling within the confines of my bedAbout You by ~onelastminuet
Play tricks on me and the thoughts inside my head.
The feeling of being alone and being lonely
Makes the room feel vast and I can’t look ahead.
I used to see the future clearly with arms open wide,
A girl who fought the tears and never cried,
But the future changes with every passing moment
And a girl once held her head up high with a sense of pride.
The restless feeling within these four walls
Makes the moments of being alone in the halls
Completely forgettable and memorable, all the same
But the four walls don’t erase the feeling of being so small.
We can fall apart an
And We're Coming UndoneWith my heart on my sleeve and we’re coming undoneAnd We're Coming Undone by ~onelastminuet
And I’m opening my eyes and staring at the sun,
Trying to remember the kind of person I wanted to be
Before we started, before I broke, I just wanted to be me.
With my eyes closed tight, words on the tip of my tongue
And broken promises all around me while I’m coming undone.
I don’t want to be the kind of girl that I hate,
And I don’t want to be the kind of person with nothing at stake.
With my heart on my sleeve and we’re coming apart
And we’re drowning on dry land and breaking our hearts,
We close our eyes and spin around and don’t look down
Say My NameDrop my heart and say my nameSay My Name by ~onelastminuet
And tell me how it’s not a game.
Break my heart and turn away
Because there’s nothing left to say.
Turn around and look at me
Tell me this is how it’ll be.
Turn around and walk away
Because the world fades to gray.
Run to me and tell me all
About how you’ll return my calls.
Run to me then journey on
Knowing I’ll be here when you’re gone.
Tell me all about how you feel
And that it’s something very real.
Tell me all about how you dream
When nothing is what it seems.
Turn around and say my name
And tell me how things stay the same.
Turn around and break away
Beca
Heart on My SleeveSometimes I find it difficult to express how I feel in a letter.Heart on My Sleeve by ~onelastminuet
I never know how someone’s going to take what I have to say,
If the sarcasm seems honest and the honesty seems too blunt.
Sometimes I find it difficult to know if you know what I’m trying to say
Because sometimes I wear my heart on my sleeve and open myself up
Just to tell you when I’m feeling down and when I’m on top of the world.
Sometimes I find it difficult to wake up in the morning
After a night spent thinking too much about everything that I said to you
Because you close yourself off and I don’t know what’s going through your mind.
So
Hopeless 
Sta.sh
on 
