Under The Watchful Eyes Of Dr. Tj Eckleburg
Watch from the woods
The forest on fire
How can we breathe?
If we're too afraid to ask?
She's so amazing
She could make orphans tell who their fathers were
But does your tongue register the taste
Of every conviction
I'm not ashamed to have
You know that I will end up alone
And I'm not ashamed of that
So bite your lip
So we both know he's on the phone
A trip overseas until we're on again off again soon
So what happens when your self-respect is rinsed out of the rag that he soaked you in
He's too physical
It's impossible to appease this boy
Freeze frame
Ghost of what's left of a girl who wanted someone when she had it all
She could walk through walls
Then again it speaks so well of her transparencies
So bite your lip
So we both know he's on the phone
A trip overseas until were on again off again soon
The Ghost can see you now
The Ghost can see you now
Yesterday I realized I'm watching you die
Watching you die
Is the ink in his veins what's blackened your eye?
Duct tape sorries wont mend this
This broken heart
This broken heart
Duct tape sorries wont mend this
This broken heart
This broken heart