I wanna live where the leaves fall and die, not in a city where you cant see the sky. I want you here with me when my heart quits beat but i will admit i dont like any of this. These holes in the walls and the words that sound like shit. All i want is you with me on the floor, and my lips pressed against yours.      Im sick of this dirty air. The only thing that keeps me going is the smell of your hair. Everytime I hear your name, nothing feels the same.