Lyrics
My head is throbbing, my fingers shaking; I think I need help,
My mouth is drying; my palms are sweaty, holy shit I’m in hell,
Its like you’ve torn off all my skin and rolled me in salt,
You left me there to die but you saved the heart for yourself,
I think I’ll jot down how I feel, before I pass out again,
My chest is empty, filled with nothing, just more confusion,
There must have been vaseline on this camera lens,
Because now I see clearly, my eyes are open again,
Well I’m a little late
And I’ve already waited
Was this a mistake
I’ve already contemplated
Looking in the mirror, staring at the hole in my chest,
I put my fingers inside, finding that there was nothing left,
Well now the blood is dripping from your bubblegum lips,
I should have known, and picked up on your subtle hints,
This is not right, why did I choose this part in this play
It was all I wanted why couldn’t I fill the role
And I tried so hard to make this easier on you
I guess I’ve failed, and I apologize, but what could I do?
Well I’m a little late
And I’ve already waited
I still feel no hate
And I would have waited for you
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