Pictures embedded in my mind.
I guess it makes no sense to regret those things we could never change.
All of those things are a real part of me.
Sleepless nights have a way of playing with our minds, stealing from our lives.
Little drops, they wear away cause I can't be the man you want me to be and I can't be the father he needs me to be and it's this truth that's killing me.
And I can't find solace in wishing this away.
1 | Will You Wait Up For Me? |
2 | Choose Your Poison |
3 | Beauty Mark |
4 | If You Are Going To Kill Then Murder |
5 | Intangibles |
6 | My Favorite Stranger |
7 | That Beautiful Old Victorian Bathtub |
8 | Essay |
9 | Last Song |