Neck Deep

I'll paint you a picture with words I miss her. We still talk like everyday But we don't talk in the same way that we used to I'll move on and forget you We could never see eye to eye But either way. I like her because she's smart, headstrong and ind

staircase wit - neck deep the feeling starts to sink in, but it's beginning to rust, still hanging onto the things that we discussed, but the point that was made isn't said and done... now the sun shines so bright but it won't shine for you, you remi