Posted on: Friday, November 03, 2006
Posted at: 4:47 PM
This Ruined Puzzle
By Dashboard Confessionals
This ruined puzzle is beige with the pieces all face down
so the placing goes slowly.
The picture's of anything other than it's meant to be.
But the hours they creep,
the patterns repeat.
Don't be concerned, you know I'll be fine on my own.
I never said \'don't go.\'
I've hidden a note,
it's pressed between pages that you've marked to find your way back.
It says, \'Does she ever get the boy?\'
But what if the pages stay pressed,
the chapters unfinished,
the stories too dull to unfold?
Does she ever get the boy?
This basement's a coffin.
I'm buried alive.
I'll die in here just to be safe.
I'll die in here just to be safe.
'Cause you're gone.
I get nothing
and you're off with barely a sigh.
I never said, \'Goodbye.\'
but i've hidden a note,
it's pressed between pages that you've marked to find your way back.
It says, \'Does she ever get the boy?\'
but i've hidden a note,
it's pressed between pages that you'll read if you're so incline.
It says, \'Does she ever get the boy?\'
But the hours they creep,
the patterns repeat.
Don't be concerned, you know I'll be fine on my own.
I never said \'don't go.\'
Does she ever get the boy?
taaw. I love this song.
hay.. My Life.. as A puzzle.
Is now.. officially. Ruined.