Mascara Tears
You wake up my emo part
'Cause now you're just a fucking memory
And since you're gone I'm gone with you
Because our love, our love was true
Too many scars in your little arms
I'm insecure, we're fucked up
You lighted up my teenage years
I'm sorry for every single mascara tear
And I still love the way you are
The way you smoke and fuck your lungs
I would kill to be someday not your past but your everyday
I'm in my room alone
And I just want you to come home
We could lay down and talk
Instead of sharing Tumblr notes
It's sad the way you said goodbye
I'm getting drunk to forget your smile
'Cause I love your taste
Drawing you make
Your turquoise hair
Forgive me girl!
I'm in my room alone
And I just want you to come home
We could lay down and talk
Instead of sharing Tumblr notes
Could you swallow your pride
And leave these fucking fights behind?
This guy you used to love
Is sick and tired of dial tones
'Cause I love your taste
Drawing you make
Your turquoise hair
Forgive me
Writer/s: Dirty Influence
