Memories fleeting, I've lost sight of what I held dear My sincerity bleeding, numb to any semblance of an apologetic that might remain
Letting honesty decay I never asked for this Any of it
I hope you're lonely, I hope you hurt Because the only thing I think when I'm in bed, Is how I wish I was in yours.
Caught between a rock and a lie, Staring at walls to pass the time, bringing me down so low My pride turned into insecurity, Our golden age became a black mark on history
I just want you to know I am loneliness unencumbered by sentiment But now I still find your hair inside my clothes Weighing me down, a gesture unasked, vulnerably exposed (I hate your fucking cigarettes)
I feel a struggle in your lungs, every time I touch your lips. I feel a pounding in between my ears, but never in my chest
I hope you're lonely, I hope you hurt Because the only thing I think when I'm in bed, Is how I wish I was in yours.
If this is love, then whats to show for it Besides the noose coiled around my neck
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