PLAYING HOUSE IN THE RUINS OF US .

Let me hold you for the last time

It's the last chance to feel again

But you broke me, now I can't feel anything

When I love you and so untrue

I can't even convince myself

When I'm speaking it's the voice of someone else

Oh, it tears me up

I tried to hold on but it hurts too much

I tried to forgive but it's not enough

To make it all okay

You can't play on broken strings

You can't feel anything

That your heart don't want to feel

I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh, the truth hurts a lie is worse

How can I give anymore

Will I love you a little less than before?

Oh, what are we doing?

We are turning into dust

Playing house in the ruins of us

Running back through the fire

When there's nothing left to save

It's like chasing the very last train

When we both know it's too late, too late

.

NO PAIN IS FOREVER.

YEP. YOU KNOW THIS.

CATCH YOU SOON. BUT I DOUBT IT.

"..because my life is great and you ain't nothin' but a HOE."

REMEMBER ..

back when shit wasn't complicated.

HOW COULD YOU BE SO CRUEL TO ME.

Baby, this is really goodbye. The curtains bout to fall and i'm about to walk out your life.

And did you wanna stay there, you can lead your heart astray, and if you close your eyes,

i'll go away.

But i can tell you right now since the damage is done don't bother picking up the pieces, rather you'd fade away.

How could you be so cruel to me and yet you can be so cool about it.

Guess the rest is history. Hey i'll catch you soon but i doubt it, i doubt it,

i doubt it.

Don't wanna hear another word about it, about it.

Was it all my fault, please tell me did i push you away?

Was it my absence led to the damage that eventually led you astray?

Where did we go wrong, wait a minute what am i tryna say?

You messed up, it's on you. please walk away.

- CRUEL // Dane Rumble

I realised that I hadn't posted a blog entry in a while. So here I am deciding to be extremely average and give a little vent entry.

What exactly did i do today? well I got up checked to see if I had a little private mail surprise. fairly disappointed but made a snappy choice to get on with my day. went to politics and scribbled a few unreadable notes about MMP + Maori representation. tried to fix my phone. failed miserably. listened to some daily dose of amy winehouse, erykah badu and lauryn hill. attended my Youthline training which I'm absolutely in LOVE with right now. bombed someones inbox. cried a few tears. now i'm in bed.

no more someone to share petty daily details with.

good night x