Chilly’s Nighttime Radio

[dreamysub]

You were running through me like water
Now the feeling's leaving me dry
These days we couldn't be farther
So how's it feel to be on the other side?

So many wasted (wasted)
Nights with (nights with) you (you)
I still could taste it (taste it)
I hate it, wish I could take it back, 'cause

We used to be close, but people can go
From people you know to people you don't
And what hurts the most is people can go
From people you know to people you don't

We used to be close, but people can go
From people you know to people you don't
And what hurts the most is people can go
From people you know to people you don't

When it was good, we were on fire
Now I'm breathing ashes and dust
I always wanna get higher
I never know when enough is enough

So many wasted (wasted)
Nights with (nights with) you (you)
I still could taste it (taste it)
I hate it, wish I could take it back, 'cause

We used to be close, but people can go
From people you know to people you don't
And what hurts the most is people can go
From people you know to people you don't

We used to be close, but people can go
From people you know to people you don't
And what hurts the most is people can go
From people you know to people you don't

Dum-dum-dum, da-da-dum-dum-dum
Da-da-dum-dum, da-da-da-dum
(People you don't)
Dum-dum-dum, da-da-dum-dum-dum
Da-da-dum-dum, da-da-da-dum
(People you don't)
From people you know to people you don't
From people you know to people you don't

We used to be close, but people can go
From people you know to people you don't
And what hurts the most is people can go
From people you know to people you don't

We used to be close, but people can go
From people you know to people you don't
And what hurts the most is people can go
From people you know to people you don't

Dum-dum-dum, da-da-dum-dum-dum
Da-da-dum-dum, da-da-da-dum
From people you know to people you don't
Dum-dum-dum, da-da-dum-dum-dum
Da-da-dum-dum, da-da-da-dum
From people you know to people you don't
Dum-dum-dum, da-da-dum-dum-dum
Da-da-dum-dum, da-da-da-dum
From people you know to people you don't
Dum-dum-dum, da-da-dum-dum-dum
Da-da-dum-dum, da-da-da-dum
From people you know to people you don't

 

[dreamysub]

I’ve been holding words I’ll never speak.
Hiding scars in places no one sees.
Every smile is just a paper mess.
But the silence knows the weight I've had.

In the dark where shadows keep.
I hear the echoes of my grief.
No one hears, no one believes.
But even silence starts to bleed.

When silence weeps.
It drowns the night.
Every tear unseen still burns inside.
A broken prayer.
A hollow scream.
The loudest cries are never seen.
When silence weeps.
When silence weeps.

 

[dreamysub]

Streetlight, pick a fight with a stranger
I've been saving up my anger
Stacking up like pennies in my pocket
Whistle like a runaway train, and I lost it
Good girls die young, don't you know they got 'em
All lined up with names on their coffins
Mary Beth died with stars in her eyes
I've been runnin' from her ghost all my life, oh

Ooh, ooh, ah, I hear them crying, crying
Good girls, good girls

Broken pieces under the rug
A thesis of all I've loved
Reeling in the aftermath
I wish that you could take it back
Burnin' in my lungs again
The taste of your carcinogen
Every breath, a feelin'
I'm gettin' good at healin'

Ooh, ooh, ah, I hear them crying, crying
Good girls, good girls

Don't waste your time on me
I followed your liturgy
I'm takin' back my offering
The blood I bleed, my eulogy
You buried me, and now I'm singin'

Ooh, ooh, ah, I hear them crying, crying
Good girls, good girls

Streetlight, pick a fight with a stranger
I've been saving up my anger
Stacking up like pennies in my pocket
Whistle like a runaway train, and I lost it
Good girls die young, don't you know they got 'em
All lined up with names on their coffins (I hear them)
Mary Beth died with stars in her eyes (cryin', cryin')
I've been runnin' from her ghost all my life, oh (good girls, good girls)

Ooh, ooh, ah, I hear them crying, crying
Good girls, good girls

Ooh, ooh, ah, I hear them crying, crying
Good girls, good girls
Good girls die young, don't you know they got 'em
All lined up with names on their coffins
Mary Beth died with stars in her eyes
I've been runnin' from her ghost all my life

 

[FunLi]

Love this thread @Chillygirl
The nights are definitely the hardest. The quiet makes everything louder.