- published: 18 Jun 2016
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Year 253 (CCLIII) was a common year starting on Saturday (link will display the full calendar) of the Julian calendar. At the time, it was known as the Year of the Consulship of Volusianus and Claudius (or, less frequently, year 1006 Ab urbe condita). The denomination 253 for this year has been used since the early medieval period, when the Anno Domini calendar era became the prevalent method in Europe for naming years.
I watched her smile
dissolve like Alka-Seltzer
and in all honesty
man I wish I could have helped her,
but the words are spoke
fell ledem to the ground
hitting that carpet with a muffled carpet sound
I remember sitting later on the 253
trying not to cry but the crys on me
sick to the stomach
feel so guilty
but I can't change the fact that
{Chorus :}
she had nothing that I needed
so over years the love receded
a bit like her old mans hair line
and mine
and at first she was all that I could see
til other girls invaded my periphery
and we lost something or so it seems
fading like her favorite jeans
I cant read her face
this is an unknown language
I justhold her pretty hand
cos thats about all I can manage
I wish you wouldn't look at me that way
knowing I'm a selfish basterd
she'll be thanking me one day
and maybe we can even laugh at this after
I remember sitting later on the 253
trying not to cry but the crys on me
sick to the stomach
feel so guilty
but I can't change the fact that
{Chorus}
she had nothing that I needed
so over years the love receded
a bit like her old mans hair line
and mine
and at first she was all that I could see
til other girls invaded my periphery
and we lost something or so it seems
fading like her favorite jeans
no no no no promises (x3)
no promises
no promises
and this is the final curtain call
as in and out of love we fall
and its too late to change that
Its also too late to explain that
{Chorus}
she had nothing that I needed
so over years the love receded
a bit like her old mans hair line
and mine
and at first she was all that I could see
til other girls appeared in my periphery
and we lost something or so it seems
fading like her favorite jeans
she had nothing that I needed
so over years the love receded
a bit like her old mans hair line
and mine
and at first she was all that I could see
til other girls appeared in my periphery
and we lost something or so it seems
fading like her favorite jeans
no no no no promises (x3)
no promises
no promises
no no no no promises (x3)
no promises