Postcard Songtext
von My Fictions
Postcard Songtext
Your postcard wasn′t postmarked, it hangs right above my bed and photos of you still hide in each drawer of my desk.
And each time I answer my phone, there's a call I′ll never get. It makes no sense.
I can't focus anymore. I'm dodging landmines in my mind.
And if I fall into a trap, it′s like I go right back to feeling hopeless instead of just deprived.
I′m stuck waiting for good news and trying to improve.
I'm living healthy, but I′m not well.
And I think I've apologized enough times to expose the fact that I can′t ever forgive myself.
It's in the stars themselves, I can see them here from hell: years away, nothing ever stays, but it hurts.
It just blooms and bursts, it just blooms and burns – nothing stays, and it hurts.
And each time I answer my phone, there's a call I′ll never get. It makes no sense.
I can't focus anymore. I'm dodging landmines in my mind.
And if I fall into a trap, it′s like I go right back to feeling hopeless instead of just deprived.
I′m stuck waiting for good news and trying to improve.
I'm living healthy, but I′m not well.
And I think I've apologized enough times to expose the fact that I can′t ever forgive myself.
It's in the stars themselves, I can see them here from hell: years away, nothing ever stays, but it hurts.
It just blooms and bursts, it just blooms and burns – nothing stays, and it hurts.
Writer(s): bryan carifio, seamus menihane, tyler bradley, ryan boone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
