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This is how a dream becomes a nightmare
From throwing smiles to playing with your hair
To pretending I'm a stranger
And my neck is stiff from looking back at the past
And wondering when I'm gonna come crawling back
But the scars on our hearts
Hold the secrets to our past
You're forever a reminder of the worst mistake
In the best situation
You're constant proof that
I hate when things are going well
Now I know I'm gone and not missed
I guess I finally made your things to do list
Sorry
I've been lying
Our bodies match like puzzle pieces
But my touch feels like treason
And you
You've been crying
This is how a dream becomes a nightmare
From throwing smiles to playing with your hair
To pretending I'm a stranger
My neck is stiff from looking back at the past
And wondering when I'm gonna come crawling back
But the scars on our hearts
Hold the secrets to our past
You're forever a reminder of the worst mistake
In the best situation
You're constant proof that
I hate when things are going well
Now I know I'm gone and not missed
I guess I finally made your things to do list
Sorry
I've been lying
Our bodies match like puzzle pieces
But my touch feels like treason
And you
You've been crying
Give me one more try
Rewrite the second verse
Of your lullaby with dry eyes
Give me one more try
Rewrite the second verse
Of your lullaby with dry eyes
Now I know I'm gone and not missed
I guess I finally made your things to do list
Sorry
I've been lying
Our bodies match like puzzle pieces
But my touch feels like treason
And you
You've been crying
From throwing smiles to playing with your hair
To pretending I'm a stranger
And wondering when I'm gonna come crawling back
But the scars on our hearts
Hold the secrets to our past
In the best situation
You're constant proof that
I hate when things are going well
I guess I finally made your things to do list
Sorry
I've been lying
Our bodies match like puzzle pieces
But my touch feels like treason
And you
You've been crying
From throwing smiles to playing with your hair
To pretending I'm a stranger
And wondering when I'm gonna come crawling back
But the scars on our hearts
Hold the secrets to our past
In the best situation
You're constant proof that
I hate when things are going well
I guess I finally made your things to do list
Sorry
I've been lying
Our bodies match like puzzle pieces
But my touch feels like treason
And you
You've been crying
Rewrite the second verse
Of your lullaby with dry eyes
Rewrite the second verse
Of your lullaby with dry eyes
I guess I finally made your things to do list
Sorry
I've been lying
Our bodies match like puzzle pieces
But my touch feels like treason
And you
You've been crying
Song Info
Submitted by
drm00se On Aug 06, 2006
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this song is so amazing i can connect to the lyrics so well. every line has a truth to it, even if you don't want to believe it "so this is how a dream becomes a nightmare." is written in most of my notebooks just because that verse means so much to me
i guess i've finally made your things to do list also relates me to an old boyfriend who i had he never had time for me and whenever he talked to me i felt like i had finally made his things to do list
I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE PLAYING WITH MATCHES AT MY FRIENDS PARTY THIS MONTH!!