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Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4a.m on some idle Tuesday.
your signal fades away and all im left with is noise
"Rough Hands"
Alexisonfire
Was I left behind?
Someone tell me, tell me I survived
And don't look so surprised
That I'm home, but just for tonight
With rough hands and sore eyes
So don't speak, I am tired
Let's just live through this lie
She says I swear too much
She says a lot of things
Well I'd swear every other word if I could
For her, I'll make an attempt
Sometimes love isn't about
How much someone suits you
But how much you're willing to change
To suit them
All my bones are dust
(two people too damaged too much too late)
And my heart sealed with rust
(two people too damaged too much too late)
These hands will always be rough
(two people too damaged too much too late)
I know this won't count for much
(two people too damaged too much too late)
One day my hands were too soft
One day she said, "I'm tired"
One day her clothes were on my floor
One day, empty bottles
I'm not saying that she's my last
I'm just saying that she could have been
It doesn't matter how rough these hands get
It doesn't matter cause I'm not her man
Rough hands, rough days
Rough hands, rough nights
Rough hands, rough season
Rough hands, rough fights...
All my bones are dust (Rough hands, rough days)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
And my heart sealed with rust (Rough hands, rough season)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
These hands will always be rough (Rough hands, rough days)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
I know this won't count for much (Rough hands, rough season)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
Alexisonfire
Was I left behind?
Someone tell me, tell me I survived
And don't look so surprised
That I'm home, but just for tonight
With rough hands and sore eyes
So don't speak, I am tired
Let's just live through this lie
She says I swear too much
She says a lot of things
Well I'd swear every other word if I could
For her, I'll make an attempt
Sometimes love isn't about
How much someone suits you
But how much you're willing to change
To suit them
All my bones are dust
(two people too damaged too much too late)
And my heart sealed with rust
(two people too damaged too much too late)
These hands will always be rough
(two people too damaged too much too late)
I know this won't count for much
(two people too damaged too much too late)
One day my hands were too soft
One day she said, "I'm tired"
One day her clothes were on my floor
One day, empty bottles
I'm not saying that she's my last
I'm just saying that she could have been
It doesn't matter how rough these hands get
It doesn't matter cause I'm not her man
Rough hands, rough days
Rough hands, rough nights
Rough hands, rough season
Rough hands, rough fights...
All my bones are dust (Rough hands, rough days)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
And my heart sealed with rust (Rough hands, rough season)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
These hands will always be rough (Rough hands, rough days)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
I know this won't count for much (Rough hands, rough season)
(two people too damaged too much too late)
Never apologize for saying what you feel,
that would be like apologizing for being real.
Don't waste your time with people in your past,
there's a reason theyre not in your future.
Keep the pictures, they never change, only the people in them do.
that would be like apologizing for being real.
Don't waste your time with people in your past,
there's a reason theyre not in your future.
Keep the pictures, they never change, only the people in them do.
If you see me walking with someone else, it`s not because I want to.
It`s because you weren`t brave enough to walk beside me.
If you see me smile, it`s not because I forgot you.
It`s because I got tired of crying over you.
If you see me living again, it`s not because I`ve moved on.
It`s because I hate the fact that you can live without me.
So if I fall in love with someone else,it`s not because I wanted to.
It`s because you weren`t there to catch me.
It`s because you weren`t brave enough to walk beside me.
If you see me smile, it`s not because I forgot you.
It`s because I got tired of crying over you.
If you see me living again, it`s not because I`ve moved on.
It`s because I hate the fact that you can live without me.
So if I fall in love with someone else,it`s not because I wanted to.
It`s because you weren`t there to catch me.
Look how pretty she is when she falls down
now there is no beauty in bleeding mascara
...lips are quivering
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now there is no beauty in bleeding mascara
...lips are quivering