Entry: Free Admission Thursday, August 16, 2007



I'm staring at a blank piece of paper Trying to write the perfect words To tell you how I feel You seem so perfect But you're so far away It couldn't possibly Be anything real Millions of miles Just can't mask the pain The way I feel about myself Grows stronger everyday I'm falling apart But at least across millions of miles I know you couldn't Tear my lungs apart. If only you were closer I'd give you free admission To my heart. I'm standing center stage With a microphone and a mask At least in Alabama You don't know my past And you can't see The way I used to be Maybe you could actually Like me For me Millions of miles Just can't mask the pain The way I feel about myself Grows stronger everyday I'm falling apart But at least across millions of miles I know you couldn't Tear my lungs apart. If only you were closer I'd give you free admission To my heart. I'm standing on the edge of Breaking down Writing something amazing About someone Who's not around Millions of miles Just can't mask the pain The way I feel about myself Grows stronger everyday I'm falling apart But at least across millions of miles I know you couldn't Tear my lungs apart. If only you were closer I'd give you free admission To my heart. X2

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