to hell with EVERYTHING
i'm missing your laugh. how did it break? and when did your eyes begin to look fake? i hope you're as happy as you're pretending. i'm cuddling close to blankets and sheets. and i am alone in my defeat. i wish i knew you were safely at home. i'm missing your bed. i never sleep. avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak.
this paint has been tasting of lead. and their chips will fall as they may. but its not just my finish that's peeling. and its not alone fleeing these walls. well sooner or later, this cold, is gonna break. so our hands will be warm again. but all i want is not to need you now. and sooner or later, this code, its gonna break. and our words will be heard again. the frightening facts we've been facing our backs to so long now, are begging for eyes to bear witness to lies and indifference. now we're saying aloud the things we've declared in our silence. the new coats of paint will not reacquaint broken hearts to broken homes. broken homes. broken homes.
this paint has been tasting of lead. and their chips will fall as they may. but its not just my finish that's peeling. and its not alone fleeing these walls. well sooner or later, this cold, is gonna break. so our hands will be warm again. but all i want is not to need you now. and sooner or later, this code, its gonna break. and our words will be heard again. the frightening facts we've been facing our backs to so long now, are begging for eyes to bear witness to lies and indifference. now we're saying aloud the things we've declared in our silence. the new coats of paint will not reacquaint broken hearts to broken homes. broken homes. broken homes.