Impossible
Artist: Anberlin
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Impossible Lyrics

You make my teeth clinch and my hands shake.
Do you ever see what you do to me?
You're wearing me out, just wearing me out,
But I'm wearing you down.

You're impossible, but lovely.
So impossible to win or please.
I'm wearing you out, just wearing you out,
But I'm wearing you down.

Take what you want from me, it means nothing now.
Take everything from me, it means nothing now.
Not so easy to forgive, harder to forget.
Take what you want...

I made your lips slip and your moans quake.
Try to think through, what I can do to you.
It's wearing me thin, can I begin,
To wear you out.

Take what you want from me, it means nothing now.
Take everything from me, it means nothing now.
Not so easy to forgive, harder to forget.
Take what you want...

I'm impossible to figure out.
So impossible, you had your doubts.

Take what you want from me, it means nothing now.
Take everything you wanted, it means nothing now.
Not to easy to forgive, harder to forget.
Take what you want from me, it means nothing now.
Take everything you wanted, it means nothing now.
Not so easy to forgive, harder to forget.
Take what you want from me...
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Vampire Diaries Quotes

You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure, and even a little danger... I want you to get everything you're looking for. But for right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet. Goodnight, Elena.

Damon

Dear Elena, yes you heard that correctly. Hell has frozen over. I'm writing it all down. Granted, I'm half a bottle in thanks to my 1950 Chateau Cheval Blanc, a bottle I waited 65 years to open. I used to spend nights sitting in my wine cellar convincing myself I could hear it age, tannins growing, fermenting, but appreciating its beauty didn't make time go by any faster. The bottle just laid there on its shelf, torturing me while I waited for Katherine and time stood still. Eventually I convinced myself that no sip of that wine could ever taste as good as I dreamt it would. And that is the story of why I drink bourbon. I don't know who I am without you, but I know that as long as I'm with you, time will stand still. So who is Damon Salvatore without Elena Gilbert? A selfish friend, a jealous brother, a horrible son? Or maybe with a little luck, I'll do right by you. Because you may be a thousand miles away or a hundred years away, but you're still here with me and my heart is right there in that coffin with you. Until you come back to me.

Damon