So follow the lines and I’ll be your guide ‘Cause were the lucky ones on every road Yeah, it’s safe to say I knew That all the selfish things I do Would eventually come creeping back around Oh, way back when you called me young Said we’re innocent and dumb I knew that you’d come creeping back around again
Don’t you think I was too young  To be messed with The girl in the dress  Cried the whole way home, I should’ve known. Well maybe it’s me And my blind optimism to blame Or maybe it’s you and your sick need To give love and take it away
aroomwithaview:

(via Morning Sonata by *IMustBeDead on deviantART)
life in a nut shell.