honey is it hard to make friends the way your emotions bend and almost break well it's nothing we could just pretend just keep whispering everything we say what strange mistakes that we all make don't make me laugh i won't make you wait but it happens fast like a drunken night some call it a blur some call it life i call it dreaming laying half awake flying on a plane while i lay in place she has a hard time breathing when we stay out late she sleeps on her side so she won't sufficate then she cried about the day she died said how'd we turn our backs how i want her back but hearts attack and nothing lasts under a picture frame dressed in black it's just the seasons why i can't let go fall is a smell i know the mountains in lake tahoe it's just a feeling like the peaks of snow bluer then the sea on a bed of pine needles a bed of yellow leaves a never ending dream this town is not so charming when you never leave don't you see what i mean slowly dying as the sirens sing and i've been thinking why are we still friends emotionless when you close your eyes what are you seeing i guess it all depends a sea of nothingness or a blinding light it's all in our minds just a mess of vines and the more we climb the further we slide i said you'll be fine she said i think you're right under an empty moon we say goodnight it's all in our minds just a mess of vines and the more we climb the further we slide she said you'll be fine i said i hope you're right under an empty moon we kiss goodnight