She said she's drowning
And she doesn't care
Cause life is just a little too fast for her
footsteps
for her footsteps
So she lies arms out in the tide
lets the waves pick her up take her out for a ride
and she don't give a damn where it takes her cause she's alright
Alright with the thought of drowning
It's a feeling that beats out the numbness
of the lonley nights
She thinks she's ugly
and she might be right
Ugly on the inside, how could you feel this way?
Right in front of me?
She says she's pathetic
holding on too tight
to a lie that's just a little too fast for her
footsteps
for her footsteps
p.s. One of my very close friends wrote this about me. it's very acurate