Impact, by Cutie In A Death Cab Subscribe to rss feed for Cutie In A Death Cab

I don't think
I even made a dent
For all the time I spent
Trying
To end your Crying.

You kept turning all the lights off,
And I thought that I could still see,
But I didn't even notice
That you were done with me.

And I know you know
What it's like to feel this way.
I remember hearing you say
She broke your heart.
And all the miles apart...
They couldn't make a difference.
Because the arrows pass right through the walls
And then you fall. 

May I please take a minute
To collect each little goodbye
And sweep every one of your lies
Under my rug.

I can't leave them at the corner
Or dispose of them completely.
I need a constant reminder
In case you send another apology.

And I know you know
What it's like to feel this way.
I remember hearing you say
She broke your heart.
And the miles apart...
They couldn't make a difference.
Because the arrows pass right through the walls
And then you fall.

I don't think I even managed a dent
Even though I was everything,
That's what you said.
I was the reason you weren't dead

You can't keep a promise
And you can't stop the lies,
And thirteen hundred miles
Won't help the ache subside.

All I can think, is 
Why?

Well I know you know
What it's like to feel this way.
I remember hearing you say
She broke your heart.
And the miles apart...
The couldn't make a difference.
Because the arrows pass right through the walls
And then you fall.

If you took 
any time to look, 
You'd see the crater in my heart
And the oh so evident scars 
From each carelessly tossed dart.

Yet, I don't think I made 
a sliver 
of a dent.
Posted: 2005-10-24 21:05:00 UTC

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