Nobody ever reads them. Little meaningless heartshape box. Shitless love cards for the chosen ones. Red roses for the fallen ones. Chocolate late nights for the weak souls. Heartaches & heartbreakers are born here tonight. Fuck V-day. It was too late for sparks to fly. I was willing to run, change my life & have some fun. I name my pet fish after you & scribble gibberish on the walls. It rings true like a bitter bitter realization. Walking past street art & looking at the cement. I find myself relating to it on an eerie level. Today was a year too late.
Nobody ever reads them. Little meaningless heartshape box. Shitless love cards for the chosen ones. Red roses for the fallen ones. Chocolate late nights for the weak souls. Heartaches & heartbreakers are born here tonight. Fuck V-day. It was too late for sparks to fly. I was willing to run, change my life & have some fun. I name my pet fish after you & scribble gibberish on the walls. It rings true like a bitter bitter realization. Walking past street art & looking at the cement. I find myself relating to it on an eerie level. Today was a year too late.