everything done right, would have worked on someone less stubborn, now its a battle of the stubborns, hardheaded locking horns. We might have big wins, we might cut and run from the best friend we have left in this city.
Believe in my strong beliefs and let my wave crash over you and drag you from the stubborn shore, I was born soaked and its quite time you get wet and stop pleading for a different past. We’ve got every hour in the world but why wait? I’m an impatient outpatient on a homeric journey to become human. Maybe the fire we can build won’t burn forever but even the Sun’s got to someday fizzle. Fall is coming and the endless summer is in epilogue. We got wasted, we got happy, we got along. Now we’ve gotten sidetracked but still got our addictions to each other. You’re harder to kick than heroin, babe, and you’ll always give me just enough fix to keep me thirsty. I’ve actually shed every secret and stripped to the naked truth and it didn’t make a dent.
Where’s your metaphor, where’s your nickname, what’s your element?