rock it, i by mad puppet (deviant art)
thinking about you today.
There's still a door here shaped like you. Boarded up, covered in chains and nails. Look at you, like a new tattoo. Because I might not always have you but I'll have the feeling of you for the rest of my life. But life doesn't give you a second canvas. So all you can do is paint on. And, sometimes, even over.
so in the meantime, I built you a house and a garden inside my head. I know you'll be happy there.
and stay there for a while. Just so i can keep you there for that little while longer.
How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you when we were getting high?
