all the horrible thoughts
just want to make me
go to lausanne now.
to get away from all this.
all these freak shows
that's making me break.
i want to get away
to a new place
and forget the tears
and forget your face.
god don't do this to me.
i want to show the world
that i can make it to lausanne
and i'm going to live my dreams.
and then i'm going to
find out who my true friends are.
four and a half years.
i know you'll forget.
i guess it doesn't matter anyway.
i could make you smile
if you stayed a while.