Band: Senses Fail
Album: Life is Not a Waiting Room
Empty frames on the floor there's nothing left to prove who I was before.
I'll burn the pictures before I leave and wipe my prints off from the scene,
the embers will help me to grieve.
I need a drink to take me through the day.
Sometimes I lie awake and think of my mistakes.
Was there ever a time we weren't dying and I wasn't lying?
I know I fucked up the last two years of your life.
Empty boxes by the door, I'm throwing out all the clothes that I once wore.
They just don't seem to fit my shape right now,
my appetite for holding on has been washed down.
I'm on a liquid diet of cheap beet and wasted love, tomorrow I will pay the price.
I need a drink to take me through the day.
Sometimes I lie awake and think of my mistakes.
Was there ever a time we weren't dying and I wasn't lying?
I know I fucked up, this is my last goodbye, I've hurt you enough.
I know the morning's going to hurt
But fuck it cause I know this works,
"So just take out another glass an pour."
Send the shivers down my spine, calm the shakes with rotten wine.
If I don't get out of this house I'll die or waste more of my life.
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