Airholes – It takes beauty to replace an old ugly frame

Hey, this hurts, I was complete yesterday
Can't believe she said wait
So I'll wait

I'm Waiting
I'm waiting now for the so called promise you wrote about
A fake bliss, I'll live without
You're taken
I'm sunken now
I'm wasted
All the crowds they love you now
And I can feel
The bond is breaking
I can feel
The bond is breaking

This armband reminds me of you
Traffic light hits me and face crush down
I'll remember the night, the stars, the waves
But you, you moved on

I'm writing so dishonestly