would it kill you to breathe?

Thick as Thieves -- Dashboard Confessional

Would it kill you to breathe?
Easy only 17 miles lay between you and me
I could make it if I had to
I don't break easily
You've got my counsel, thick as thieves
If there's a crime we'll keep it secret
For there's only trace amounts left in your blood
You may be a sinner
But you may be justified

Just keep your mouth shut
Keep your guard up
I swear I'll make it right

Will it kill me to breathe
Not as easy as you think it is between you and me
I could fake it if I have to
I don't break easily
I need your counsel, thick as thieves
I have no crime to keep a secret
It was hers, it was not mine
Well I may be a sinner
But it wasn't me this time

Just keep your mouth shut
Keep your guard up
I swear I'll make it right

Listen to yourself
There is a hemorrhage in your mouth
It won't stop bleeding
Well you may be the traitor
I will hold the smoking gun
You'll get away clean
I'll keep your secrets til the grave has swallowed me
And I will never tell a tortured soul they are burning by my side
That I am a sinner
I am a savior
I am a lie

So keep your mouth shut
Keep your guard up
I swear I'll make it right

Every one likes sweet people. It seems like you've got to be sweet to be accepted in society.
According to dictionary.com
8. amiable; kind or gracious, as a person, action, etc.

Truthfully, I wonder how many people can actually reach that level. Or rather, reach the exceptional level where they can be universally liked. She likes sweet guys. I wonder, really. I wonder if I'd ever be that way one day in her eyes. Or in anyone's eyes.

I'm truthfully able to say I am so lacking of tact I make a goldfish seem like a better confidant. Really. In fact anyone talking to me gives up after 15 minutes. Something like that.

Mmmph. Weird Al Yankovic FTW. Really. FTW =) Absolutely hilarious. You're pitiful.
Actually I'm pitiful. But shh. You didn't hear that ;)

He sits at his chair, reading the newspapers. The delight he derives from the sports section - Liverpool trounce Arsenal 4-1 - is unable to lighten his pain over her. He looks down at his breakfast. It seems like cold gruel. Softly the song You're Beautiful plays in the background. He turns to the phone, venturing a thought at giving her a call. He decides against it. Why bring up the past? He wonders if she knows how he really feels. He looks at the picture they once took. Oh the memories...

P.S. As an afterthought, April Fools wasn't all that fun.