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ok no more serious talk
it's time for the wishing well
all those people and all that change
i no it's not for nothing
it's time for kissing
it's time for one more go around
i miss you....and for the longest time i was told that's wrong
we weren't wrong

i wont scream it's getting blacker
you can have your flings
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
we wrapped our tongues around eachother one more time
eyes closed and i'm wondering how all this can fit in one room
your decision my heart break and all these held back tears
it's enough to drive.....to drive me off a cliff

and a slew of good things fall into place
today i stared through an illuminated window
i saw the sun and you weren't in it
the wishing well isn't a hoax
and my fortune is given back to me
in the early morning hours the sign comes..... he doesn't love you
he lied
that's the difference between me and him
the difference is the distance between you and I
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
now as tears of joy run down my face
bright light euphoria occupies these last reminants of you
i'm happy for you, i'm happy you feel what i felt
i'm happy you fall like i fell

i can't stumble in this junk yard anymore
i can't walk that drive way journey
down the stairs and to the right
yeah, i remember
i remember the way you laughed and how your stomach growled
and how you love to change the subject
and where you could be tickled
and i miss it
but i miss lots of things
my last steps of childhood
my last day of a year
last night

i'm here to feel better
i'm here to pray with bare feet
on blades of grass
i've learned to unload my mouth
and i'm sorry that you had to know
but you're quite, transparent, vague
do you know that even though you're that beatiful
your shit still stinks and you wear too much make up
and that's what makes us human
embrace

the static on you, it used to set me ablaze
but now i put the needle to the record
and let that sad song play
no skips no glitches it's perfect
the end's the best part endings are my favorite
you were my favorite
now isn't this the biggest chunk of irony
the enslaved are emancipated and I come out on top
when i wake up i know you wont be there..... but the dream
"don't forget me" you'll say "try your hardest"
just like on the silver screen
but i'm not erasing you
i can hear your friends whispering
we're both smiling
but i can feel my eyes now
your getting blurry
"whatever you do don't forget"
"i wont"
"i love you"
and your as bright as that window
but your not in it anymore
"i wont i swear"
when i dance please don't laugh
it's all flying past
you're back blurry as hell
these whispers burn my ears
they're so loud
it's my time to mourn
good mourning