She sleeps through the day, spends her nights awake, and complains that her sheets are cold. She'd never tell, but she hates to sleep alone. I'd love
...and she found me among the rocks (breathing foam) and she finally found me beautiful. I know it's a long shot, but I'd rather die trying than waste
Meet me at a quarter 'til midnight (when the curtains go down and the lights go out). Surprise, surprise. Meet me where the key intersects the lock.
Falling away without a sound (it's like falling from the top). Drink up...last call = last chance to make it out of here in some other way than stumbling