Danger Radio - Curses In Cursive Lyrics
Sitting on a bench in a park on a Saturday nightWaiting for the sun to arise to show me what I've missed in my lifeIsn't it beautiful to envy their lives?Lying in the middle of streets waiting for my defeatIsn't it great to think of how we've all just been beat.Let's drink to the holes in our walls and drug all our hearts with remorse.Staying up to hear you're heartbeatTo believe in myself.So quick, so anxious to hold and to be held in return.Let's just leave don't get carried awayDon't loose track or you'll loose concentration.I wrote this song for DecemberI hope she likes what she hearsI hope she tears out her heart, and leaves home and then drinks away all of her fearsI wrote this song for our new year, i hope it turns out badBecause when the clock hits twelve all these people will be heading on backLying to myself for the past few weeksKeep on turning to my left because my saint is weakand I'm gone, broken down, in this world where I'm only an imageKeep on stomping down to the same old beatAnd my life is like a record left on repeat.I'm so lost in my mind and my angel just died.Am I standing here all on my own?I wrote this song for DecemberI hope she likes what she hearsI hope she tears out her heart, and leaves home, and then drinks away all of her fearsI wrote this song for our new yearI hope it turns out badBecause when this clock hits twelve all these people will be heading on backI wrote this song about you,She left you stranded and weak like they told you she would,She left you standing alone, I wrote this song about you.'Cause she's gone and you know it, don't blame yourself for this
