The Good Part

Blackmail
nowhere-face please believe me
we were lovers in a dream
paint the daytime black
just to see you once again
falling ashes to feed me
o one less could forgive mecome and fill up the good part
feeling cracked when you leave
hide myself under blank sheets
sell my life to a thrall
but you're missing after all
falling ashes to feed me
o one less could forgive me
when the spaces fall apart
yeah, it's itching as always
when you give up the good days
come and fill up the good part
i was striped when you were plain
you clean me up when i'm stained
ow you're leaving a cause
to tell me it's not my fault
can't belive that you leave me
had a glimpse of your face
when the spaces fall apart
yeah, it's still itching as always
when you're missing the good day
come and fill up the good part