I will expose you. I will lift up your heart in my hand and slowly rip it apart. I attach the broken shards of glass. You said that, "you've said you've changed" But I see you eyes, and I smell your lies. Your dragging beneath the undertow (wrap your hands around my throat) Repercussions without mercy (we'll be dead before too long) Small fires and constellations you can't turn, can't turn back time. Look at what you've done. This place is a mausoleum door, wide open and on the floor. Is an image of what you were. And have you ever been alone in darkness. Wrap your hands around my throat. We'll be dead before too long.