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Lyrics
I hate the telephone, 'cause every time it rings I hope its you on the other end. And I hate the smell of home, 'cause when I'm home I don't feel home at all. So I pretend, that it's, that its easier to say something things are better left unsaid, so where's the closure in that. So I won't forget the day we met, or the place we sat, with the photograph, and watch it burn away. You said you'd always stay, and I used to love to watch you sleep. Miss the way we used to breathe in darkness, in that way. I can't hear you breathing anymore. So now I close my eyes, but on the backs of both of my eyelids, are portraits of you. And so at night I lie to myself and in my bed, inside my head is my gallery of you. Was it, was it for the worst of best, you know that this was the first test, so why is it I don't feel charmed. So I won't forget the day we met, or the place we sat, with the photograph, and watch it burn away. You said you'd always stay, and I used to love to watch you sleep. Miss the way we used to breathe in darkness, in that way. I can't hear you breathing anymore. I miss you to death, with every breath, but i know that this was all my fault. I miss you to death, with every breath. But my selfishness tore this apart. I won't forget the day we met, or the place we sat, with the photograph, and watch it burn away. You said you'd always stay, and I used to love to watch you sleep. Miss the way we used to breathe in darkness, in that way. I can't hear you breathing anymore. So I won't forget the day we met, or the place we sat, with the photograph, and watch it burn away. You said you'd always stay, and I used to love to watch you sleep. Miss the way we used to breathe in darkness, in that way. I can't hear you breathing anymore.
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