Rooftops
You start to breathe and your heart stops
and you taste the air
There's a flavor there that you don't remember
overtakes your taste
tighten up your waste
so you dont strain to recognize those eyes
subliminal lies she told you everytime

I wonder how we're supposed to get over and get out when this is done. You're having fun
My mind is so far gone. Breath escapes my chest
Convuslions never rest and I just lie all the time and wonder why

Strike down
here comes the pitch and I strike out
Too hard to hit and I wash out
I turn away

Shut out
another door slams and I shut down
stretching out my tounge until I come around
and I'm okay

Oh you know girl you've got to let me go
Oh you know boy that I won't let you go
Tell me how you want it to be
Take it easy on me
And I think you should know
That lately I've been feeling sorry
take it easy on me and I just want to know
Are You Anxious?
and I could write a book about it.

Sometimes when the city's on fire
and I can't get no water
and the memories burn
my stomach starts to turn
ghost in my inside
anxiety resides
but i'm too tall to lose it all
I won't forget at all

They say variaties provides a way
a place for you to come and stay
but just today
Tommorow dissapears
your fears will make you weak
I run so I don't sleep
Catch up in dreams.
They're all in mine all the time

And Oh God! How could I speak with such anger!?
Treat her like an enemy stranger
and walk away
All our secrets we're keeping
all our moments of weeping
were all staged
I walk away

(repeat chorus)

Sometimes when my heart is beating
It spreads cold blood up through my fingertips
and you say I'm holding your hand backwards.
And I know
I was wrong when I called you Tuesday
and then Wednesday night we were up fighting
and you hit so hard
when you project your fist through the phone
So now you cutback on all of your spending
and you regret all the things we said
and you wish I never had to exist
So then we Burn down all of the bridges that we built to eachothers houses and we say so long to our naive childhood
WELL IM DEAD

Boy they say you'll be a man someday
all you gotta do is a find a way
to make the ladies stay
found out everything i've been after
life is not one chapter
you gotta write a book

oh you know NOW im dead.