Well can you see me clearly?
Now that our love is history,
And this paper's filled with words crossed out,
I walked fourteen miles to your house,
And the only thing,
I came out with was a knife in my back,
Who knew love could cause a heart attack?
Someone call a medic cause my heart is a prosthetic,
And my lungs will surely fail.
(Before you shut that door,
Please know that no one has ever meant more.)
You should show some backbone,
We all know your world's going to collapse,
But I'll try to avoid your poison tongue,
Before you steal air from my lungs.
I won't make a sound,
Buried six feet in the ground,
Where I can watch your every move,
And keep an eye on all those shadows in your room.
(Before you shut that door,
Please know that no one has ever meant more.)
You should show some backbone,
We all know your world's going to collapse,
But I'll try to avoid your poison tongue,
Before you steal air from my lungs.
Some say that it's a safe bet,
But I say my wrists are in debt,
They owe my heart a lot of blood,
From every night and every fight against the mirror.
(Before you shut that door,
Please know that no one has ever meant more.)
You should show some backbone,
We all know your world's going to collapse,
But I'll try to avoid your poison tongue,
Before you steal air from my lungs.