shaina ([info]shaneywaney) wrote,
  • Music: something corporate- "konstantine"
[I can't image all the people that you know,
and the places that you go,
when the lights are turned down low.
And I don't understand all the things you've seen
but I'm slipping inbetween you and your big dreams.
And you tell me that it's over,
But I can't stand here in a patch of four leaf clovers.
And you're restless, and I'm naked.
You've got to get out, you can't stand
to see me shaking. No, could you let me go?
I didn't think so.
And you don't want to be here in the future,
so you say the present's just a pleasant
interruption to the past.
And you don't want to look much closer
cause you're afraid to find out all this hope
You had sent into the sky, by now, had... crashed.
And it did because of me.
And then you bring me home-
Afraid to find out that your alone, oh
And I'm sleeping in your living room.
But we don't have much room to live.
And I had dreams that I would learn to play guitar,
maybe cross the country, become a rock star.
And there was hope in me that I could take you there.
But damnit, you're so young. But I don't think I care
And if I hurt you, then I'm sorry,
It's just this guilt has got the best of me
And then you'd bring me home-
Cause we both know what it's like to be alone, oh
And I'm dreaming in your living room.
But we don't have much room to live.
And Konstantine is coming down the stairs
Doesn't she look good, standing in her underwear?
And I've been thinking, what I've been thinking, no...
But she's been drinking, and it doesn't get me anywhere.
And Konstantine came walking down the stairs.
All that I could do was touch her long, blonde hair.
And I've was thinkin, what I was thinkin you know,
that we've been drinking
And it doesn't get me anywhere.
This is because-
I can spell confusion with a 'K'-
it's hard to like it,
it's to dying in another's arms
And why I had to try it,
Its to Jimmy Eat World
And those nights in my car,
but this time I'm alone
And I don't see those stars- I'm not your star.
Isn't that what you said
What you thought this song meant,
you thought this song meant...
And if this is what it takes
To lie with my mistakes,
and live with what I did to you
and all the things I put you through.
I always catch the clock-
It's 11:11, and now you wanna talk.
It's not hard to dream,
you'll always be My Konstantine.
They'll never hurt you like I do.
No, they'll never hurt you like I do, no.
This is to a girl who got into my head
with all these pretty things she did.
Hey, baby, you know that you keep me up in bed.
It's to a girl who got into my head
With all these fucked up things I did.
Hey, maybe, baby you could keep me up in bed,
My Konstantine.
You spin around me like a dream
We played out on this movie screen
And I said, 'Did you know I missed you?'--
'Did you know I miss you?'
God, I miss you...
And then you bring me home
And we go to sleep, but this time not alone, no.
And you kiss me in your living room
Oh, and you see, no,
What I've been missing in my living room
Cause it's all you.
Yeah, this is what I've missed, what I miss.
We don't have much room,
I said does anybody really need that room?
Because we all need a little bit of room,
To live.
My Konstantine.]

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[info]marionnettes

July 21 2005, 16:09:10 UTC 6 years ago

Thats a pretty song.... ♥

[info]tbabe611

July 23 2005, 02:59:51 UTC 6 years ago

love that songg
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