rushing in, rushing out

Brand New | Me vs. Maradona vs. Elvis

I will lie awake
Lie for fun and fake the way I hold you
Let you fall for every empty word I say

Barely conscious in the door where you stand
Your eyes are fighting sleep while your mouth makes your demands
You laugh at every word trying hard to be cute
I almost feel sorry for what I’m gonna do
And your hair smells of smoke
Who will cast the first stone?
You can sin or spend the night all alone

(via latterman)