oh love

love, oh love
where the hell have gone?
you left me, baby you left me

crying, crying, crying
all alone
cause without you
baby without you

love just ain't love
without you

and without you
the sun hasn't shone
no it hasn't shone

and it just won't
and it just won't shine
oh without you

love, oh love, oh love
where the hell have you gone?
oh love

bottle

go on and tip back that bottle
i know you wanna see the bottom
it'll just give you another reason
to reach deep into that case

well it's your loss, you know
i can't do this anymore
i'm living with your shadow
and it's like breathing without air

so lose it, or lose me
that's how it's gotta be
i can't find a sanctuary
from the poisonous fumes you breathe

maybe you don't understand
i can't always be behind your hand
the late nights and dark mornings
the circles under my eyes looks like i'm mourning

i can't do this anymore
the shadow from the bottle
it's choking me, please just let me breathe
that bottle is stealing you away from me

background

i've found that writing is the ultimate way to express who i really am. no one really knows me after all. i've always hidden apart of me that no one will see, no one will completely understand. does that make me mysterious?

here's the key points that you need to know of me:
when there's something that i truly adore, i am passionate about it.
i'm passionate about my family history, lake martin, frank sinatra, and spanish.
i'm the absolute worst critic of myself (who isn't their own worst?)
i'm unsure of my life but i hope to either go three directions.
that being either to europe, tennessee or lake martin.
i'm a huge believer in everything happens for a reason.


so most likely i'll write about these things.