I thought I'd write to you and let you know that I'm still dramatic and sixteen. I thought I'd call you and tell you that I'm still miserable without you. I thought I could find you at the bottom of a plastic cup, but like we both knew, nothing ever helps the swelling inside our chests. There's nothing left. Now we visit our love like a long, lost monument; forever forgotten.
Part of me won't finish this story.
I'm holding on but you won't hold on for me.
Face down, complacent eyes.
Finding a place to die.
I'm not who I was, and I think I'm proud of that. But, in a few more months, will I still say the same thing? When I'm at my worst, you seem to be at your best. And I can't put this into words, but I'm so glad you never wrote back.
i'm no good so i'll let everyone else do the talking abt how great this album is bc i have more important things to talk abt like that it was recorded in my hometown!! i was walkin around a stupid little ten-year-old and they were in the stu makin this album less than a mile from my house!! what!!!!! Elizabeth
one of the best and most excellent midwest emo record there is! amazingly well mixed for midwest emo. waterbed from this record compared to their mv version proves how important a good mix is, because suddenly this song sounds a lot more raw yet well produced in here. singaporecentralemo