I've heard these words that he wrote about you, now. It's all hearsay and I know now that these words could be just a little more and cut us down. It's like an omnibus of all your fakes and flaws, but still, I never knew who he was. It's like he took those words that you hid inside your heart and turned and twisted them into some form of open-ended indie art. I guess I'm just an after thought; another thing to regret when you realize that you fucked this up. Now I'll never know just what it takes to spark those flames in your heart to see those brighter days. I'll tie these ropes oh, so tight around my wrist, and throw myself off of every single dark romantic cliff. It's like an omnibus of all your fakes and flaws, but still, I never knew who he was. SO FIND YOUR OWN WAY HOME! When you're sick and tired of being there, just don't come back to my front door. Fuck that band. It's never the same to me. Now I'll never know just what it takes to spark those lanterns in your heart to see these brighter days. Our love will light the way.