crawl yourself out of bed.
crawl yourself out my door.
I still see your skin, in spite of every inch I win.
its as beautiful as before.
scrawl your words on that page.
I have been sick for days.
and every word I write's like another war to fight,
you're so intertwined with my pain.
So every night I try
to lip the bit so tight
I forget I'm a puppet in a game.
But in that lovely world
there was a pretty girl
in a city made from cloth and love.
yet, now underneath these stars,
I just can't recall,
how so much love,
could force us both to crawl.
crawl yourself out of bed.
crawl yourself out my door.
If it's a lullaby you were, it's a lullaby no more.
2am and this is just a start.
crawl yourself from my chest.
I am so in love that Im sick.
So I'll erase you from my life, and lose a little light,
half out is all out just the same.
half out is all out just the same.