Trading Heartbeats

You're just trading heartbeats, baby
You're just changing the person between your sheets
You're just trading heartbeats, baby
That's fine with me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah yeah.

Tell your friends not to speak until they're sober
They would slip as their inhibitions lower
My lips are sealed, but you still speak in fiction
So keep telling your stories, even though I'll never listen

I heard the bad news, I heard all about you
It's not what you did, it's just what you do.

You're just trading heartbeats, baby
You're just changing the person between your sheets
You're just trading heartbeats, baby
That's fine with me.

I've got you right down to the bone
But I don't let my feelings show
But I still remember all the long drives home
We sing, we sing

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah yeah.

You're just trading heartbeats, baby
You're just changing the person between your sheets
You're just trading heartbeats, baby
That's fine with me.

Oh, oh.

Give it up and just let it go
What you had you will never know
The reason is right, but the feelings are wrong
Now we sing to a different song.

Do you remember when we sang?
Do you remember when we sang?
Do you remember when we sang?
We sang, we sang...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah.

You're just trading heartbeats, baby
You're just changing the person between your...
You're just trading heartbeats, baby
That's fine with me.

Give it up and just let it go
What you had you will never know
The reason is right, but the feelings are wrong
Now we sing to a different song.

And that's fine with me.

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I just want someone to not care what I look like in the morning, to accept that I have a meticulous morning routine. I want someone to just be able to sit beside me quietly and not find it awkward. But on the flip-side, be able to talk for hours about random shit in life. I want someone who knows what would be on my mixed tape. I want someone to know what gets my heart.

Where Were You?

Home for the weekend,
Looking for a good time;
Of all the numbers you end up calling mine.
Ready or not , I think I’ll give this a shot.
I should know better than to
Give her what she wants.
I picked her up and she was three-forths gone.
She passed out before we even got to talk.
All I want to know is:

Where were you when I needed you most?
Why did you leave me alone?
We gave up before we gave it a chance,
And I don’t understand.

Back to where we left off, baby.
“How you been and what’s been new with you lately?”
Just forget it, it’s the same old runaround.
You build me up just to let me down.
Down!

Where were you when I needed you most?
Why did you leave me alone?
We gave up before we gave it a chance,
And I don’t understand.

Just forget it, it’s the same old runaround,
Just forget it, just forget it.

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My Head: Hurting
My Heart: Missing
My Body: Weak
My Soul: Eternal

Between You and I

Would you believe me if I said I was sorry
The question wasn't mean to hurt,
It was just my fear of losing you.
And now you're filling all the space that surrounds you
I'll soon be tucked away underneath your bed
Where you gave yourself to me.
Where I gave myself to you.

Maybe it's all for the best,
But I just don't see any good in this, no.
Maybe we'll find something better
But the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place

Maybe it was wrong of me to think I could keep you
And maybe it's the last few drinks
Taking over my mouth and all I've been thinking
I want you to know that I am fine here without you
But I can't bring myself to lie to you.
And since we're being honest, I feel I should tell you
I've been filling up the empty space between you and I

Between you and I, she could never compare to you
Between you and I, I still keep your pictures underneath my bed
Where she gives herself to me.
Where I give myself to you.

Maybe it's all for the best,
But I just don't see any good in this, no.
Maybe we'll find something better
But the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place, oh...

Yeah...

Maybe it's all for the best,
I just don't see any good in this, no.
Maybe we'll find something better
But the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place
Yeah the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place

This post will be dedicated to the future.
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As leaves will soon fall all around, we know change awaits us. We go back to structured schedules, regular sleep patterns, and thinking before just doing. We go back to familiar faces and familiar places. We go back to academia, studying, and trying. For three short months, we were able to escape it all. We were able to diverge off the path of our so-called lives, and now it's time to get back on it. Now, it's time to say goodbye. Goodbye to summer, goodbye (for now) to some familiar faces, goodbye to not caring, and just plain goodbye. But where there is change, there is possibility. The possibility of success. The possibility of opportunities to learn new things, to meet new people, to start over again, and to not make the same mistakes. The possibility of something different awaits us.