Minutes to 4am
Cuddle me fucken
Spoon a friend
Reblogged from bats come out of caves...
Everything is half truth.
How can I trust or hold any belief in you?
But DO I wish too?
Over and over again in my head,
Over and over with all that once said.
Yet I still crave you in my bed.
I mean nothing to you but teasing booty.
So why am I thinking again should we?
I thought I let it go then,
But I thought I gave up on being friends.
Maybe it’ll be better that way.
Run away, nada to say.
so so sooo close to playing live…
so many good songs i think. and i don’t care anymore what anyone else thinks. so soo loving this.
problem is, cutting down the song list…