a breath we take
is just one more crack
for our lungs
we dont even think about the days until
our hearts would no longer bleed
(liars shouldnt swear)
i just wanna stop breathing
until my face turns blue
and hold it right in front of you
two times is more than enough
but its so hard to suck it up
(two times is more than enough,
my throat hurts,so im giving up)

i guess in your case
distance makes the heart grow weaker
this blew up in my face
but i still cant help to think about you

i just hope you dont make
promises for the rest of your life

cause liars feed on pain of the other
when they think it's alright...