I write my stories on these pages Haven’t written them in ages I leave unsaid unspoken The cheapest words and the longest shots Thinking through my veins, not my brain Won’t give in Where’s my meridian? Taste the memories on my dirty jeans Place your hand on my beating heart It’s racing with my bad intentions I will walk away This is the last time I pretend My words are hushed I’m rushed This relationship has crashed Striking up the band for a breach of trust These wasted second chances Are they what I’ve been living for? I’m over this So I can start over Taste the memories on my dirty jeans Place your hand on my beating heart It’s racing with my bad intentions I will walk away This is the last time I pretend Here I go with my thoughts The thoughts I’ve been saving They’re now what I’m dying for What I’m dying for Here I go with my dreams Teenage dreams are always the sweetest They’re now what I’m wishing for Here I go with my thoughts The thoughts I’ve been saving They’re now what I’m dying for What I’m dying for Here I go with my dreams Teenage dreams are always the sweetest They’re now what I’m wishing for (I kill my time hoping for the Greatest Depression ever I kill my time hoping for the Greatest Depression ever)