this is the moment that you know that you told her that you loved her but you don't.
you touch her skin and then you think that she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.
ya, she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.
i spent two weeks in silver lake the california sun castcading down my face.
there was a girl with light brown streaks and she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.
ya, she wasbeautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.
i wanted to believe that all the words that i was speaking as we moved together in the dark all the friends that i was telling all the playfull, misspellings every bite i gave that left a mark
and tiny vessels oozed into your neck and formed the bruises that you said you didn't want to fade but they did and so did i that day.
all is see are dark gray clouds in the distance moving closer with every hour.
so when you ask: is something wrong? i think: you're damn right there is, but we can't talk about it now.
no, we can't talk about it now
so one last touch and then we'll go and we'll pretend that it meant something so much more but it was vile and it was cheap and you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me
ya, you arebeautiful but you don't mean a thing to me
ya, you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me.
I knew it! I knew you had a tiny vessel!
this is the moment that you know that you told her that you loved her but you don't.
you touch her skin and then you think that she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.
ya, she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.
i spent two weeks in silver lake the california sun castcading down my face.
there was a girl with light brown streaks and she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.
ya, she wasbeautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.
i wanted to believe that all the words that i was speaking as we moved together in the dark all the friends that i was telling all the playfull, misspellings every bite i gave that left a mark
and tiny vessels oozed into your neck and formed the bruises that you said you didn't want to fade but they did and so did i that day.
all is see are dark gray clouds in the distance moving closer with every hour.
so when you ask: is something wrong? i think: you're damn right there is, but we can't talk about it now.
no, we can't talk about it now
so one last touch and then we'll go and we'll pretend that it meant something so much more but it was vile and it was cheap and you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me
ya, you arebeautiful but you don't mean a thing to me
ya, you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me.
Death Cab For Cutie - Tiny Vessels
Tiny Vessels in a girls vagina :nodding: and CorT is the driver, and I am the passenger.
no, nusen. no.
NusentinsainoTiny Vessels in a girls vagina :nodding: and CorT is the driver, and I am the passenger.
You are one sick twisted son of a bitch. I like you better already.
