postcards on the floor

but this pen can't write lonliness no more.

waking up all alone

on the opposite side of the coast.



I'm commited to insecurity and you.

and love is overated.

it leaves you devistated

heart ripped in two



roadside state of mind

boulevard of broken dreams washed out this time

after time I was lost and looking

but knew I'd never find

what is mine in a world that's so unkind.



and love is overated.

it leaves you devistated.



the only things I know are

road signs and rock songs and lonely hotel rooms.

but still I need you here, whats new?



it's 6am. las vegas doesn't look so cool

once the sun come up.

I draw the blinds and I dream of you.



I'm committed to all these memories of you.

and love is overated.

it leaves you devistated.

love is overrated.