This is a song I wrote once about people who fall for other people a little bit too hard and it makes their heads crazy for some time afterwards and they can’t get away from the thing that hurts them the most. I just recorded it at bethany’s a couple days ago.
Margaret sing me a tune I was feeling much better ‘till you walked in that room. Now my braind doesn’t work ‘cause I gave it to you and my thoughts are all lost and my head’s been unscrewed.
Margaret how have you been? Your hair has grown long and your face looks so thin. I know I’m a mess, but I guess that’s just when I try to forget and you come back again.
I think I’ve lost sight of myself so I look at old pictures, but it doesn’t quite help and I put all my memories back on the shelf next to songs that you wrote about somebody else.
Margaret it’s not your fault you’re barely a memory now that you never call I remember you told me you loved me and all so I guess it’s alright that I’m taking the fall.
“You never come back, not all the way. Always there is an odd distance between you and the people you love and the people you meet, a barrier thin as the glass of a mirror, you never come all the way out of the mirror; you stand, for the rest of your life, with one foot in this world and no one in another, where everything is upside down and backward and sad.”—Marya Hornbacher (via creampuff) (via lapetitemort) (via smallpaw) (via snowblind) (via digitalbath) (via atoms)