My muscles break when i split in two because i can't stay here with you
my bad dreams my loss of sleep my loss of hair my loss of trust the way
She tells me to be still and that i know better the rushing in of ghosts and shards of disbelief
rammed into my head the way i break the mirrors now your paintings in the trash my songs
in THE MEMORIES OF w****S our photographs that i can't look at the same our photographs the
steel trap snapped between my legs the way my tongue has gone sour the way i wake up shaking
the way i sense your caustic lies the way my stomach catches fire the way I'VE LEFT it all BEHIND...
my bad dreams my loss of sleep my loss of hair my loss of trust the way
She tells me to be still and that i know better the rushing in of ghosts and shards of disbelief
rammed into my head the way i break the mirrors now your paintings in the trash my songs
in THE MEMORIES OF w****S our photographs that i can't look at the same our photographs the
steel trap snapped between my legs the way my tongue has gone sour the way i wake up shaking
the way i sense your caustic lies the way my stomach catches fire the way I'VE LEFT it all BEHIND...