I found that song. |
Dashboard Confessional Lyrics [hands down]
Today is the first day since Mike and I have been together [except for that time he was sick for a week] that we haven’t been together. I feel so stupid. ^_^; It’s only been one day, and already I’m missing him too much. People say that high school relationships never last. I wonder why they say that, since plenty of people marry their “high-school sweetheart” and live happily ever after. They should say “it is rare that high school relationships will last.” My sister and her boyfriend since high school are thinking about getting married. My friend’s sister married her high school boyfriend. My other friend’s sister married someone… she knew from high school… okay, that’s not exactly the same thing. And some people act like it’s a bad thing.
I really like Mike’s college. I want to go there, hehe.
His dad got a new car today: Lexus.
When he told me I said “Ew, you’re too rich.” And he laughed.
mood: I miss Mike. Yeah.
book: Frankenstein.
song: “Hands Down” – Dashboard Confessionals.
Breathe in for luck.
Breathe in so deep.
This air is blessed
you share with me.
This night is wild,
so calm and dull.
These hearts, they race
from self control.
Your legs are smooth
as they graze mine.
We’re doing fine,
we’re doing nothing at all.
My hopes are so high that
your kiss might kill me.
So won’t you kill me?
So I die happy.
My heart is yours
to fill or burst,
to break or bury,
or wear as jewelry.
Whichever you prefer.
The words are hushed,
“Let’s not get busted.”
Just lay entwined here,
undiscovered.
Safe in here from all
the stupid questions.
“Hey, did you get some?”
Man, that is so dumb.
Stay quiet, stay near,
stay close, they can’t hear.
So we can get some.
My hopes are so high that
your kiss might kill me.
So won’t you kill me?
So I die happy.
My heart is yours
to fill or burst,
to break or bury,
or wear as jewelry.
Whichever you prefer.
Hands down, this is
the best day I can
ever remember.
I’ll always remember
the sound of the stereo,
dim of the soft lights,
the scent of your hair
that you twirled
in your fingers.
And the time on the clock
when we realized
“It’s so late.”
And this walk that
we shared together.
The streets were wet
and the gate was locked
so I jumped it
and let you in.
And you stood at your door
with your hands on my waist
and you kissed me
like you meant it.
And I knew that you meant it
that you meant it
that you meant it.