Colour my life with the chaos of trouble

basically the point where idgaf anymore　

jmcarmon:

Well it’s 3 o’clock on Monday morning
I’m just hoping you’re not seeing his face
I’ve been getting calls in these hotel rooms
Long enough to know that it was him that took my place

And you dropped the note and we changed key
You changed yourself and I changed me
I really didn’t see us singing through this
Then you screamed the bridge
And I cried the verse
And our chorus came out unrehearsed
And you smiled the whole way through it
I guess maybe that’s what’s worse

And I’m taking all your memories off the shelf
Cause I don’t need you or anybody else

Take me home, I’d rather die than be with you
Take me home, you had a problem with the truth
Take me home, because this happens every time