Six by Four

<I got this name I cut from glass

I cut too deep and cut too fast

Now I

belong with you all bored on the inside

And oh I know I cut you deep

I

close my eyes and watch you bleed

Now I belong with you all border line

And that’s why

I, don’t have much need for photographs

Because I, hate

everything that comes to pass

And how I love to watch you sleep

I close

my eyes and watch you dream

Now I belong with you all borderline crazy,

Maybe that’s why

I, don’t have much need for photographs

Because I,

hate everything that doesn’t last

Alone in the middle of every room

Alone in crowds, and alone with you

Im afraid, deeply afraid.

What If I had more than just words

And I just gave it all to you

Would you tell me

Im the one

Im the only one

All my life, I ran away

But not this time, I’m not afriad

Of anything, or anyone

Are you with me?

Cause I, don’t have much need for photographs

Because I, built bridges that where meant to last>