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a hundred times i wasted breathe towards you
until you hurt to look upon
and in open air, our love has been crushed
your voice drones like tv static
until my vision's stained with red
talk down on who i am
just because you’ll get through the gates
so easily, like your name’s on a list
always will, and always has been
scream right through the wire now
the devil i’ve become
is tongue-tied, and oh so out of help
with a click it’s settled and
my beating heart has never been
so full of blood that’s different from his
because he thinks he’ll get through the gates
so easily, like his name’s on a list
but he’s not getting in
cried out goodbye through a breaking signal
to watch the blue sky flood the window
cried out goodbye to nothing on your end
the air is thick with my wish for things to be different
whisper through the wire now
wrap it tight around your throat
for what you said over the phone
cried out goodbye through a breaking signal
to watch the blue sky flood the window
cried out goodbye to nothing on your end
the air is thick with my wish for things to be different
turn around
and face heel
the last you saw of me
wasn’t the best i’ve ever looked
turned around
and face heel
the last skin i was in
wasn’t the palest i’ll ever be
gaze at the aptly modeled by god
heavens no recreation of a childhood home at all
(mimic, breathe still, keep shape)
i’ve become but a tarnish
on the painting already created
for me to mirror, footsteps to follow
i couldn’t have strayed from further
(break shape, don’t breathe, break shape)
paint a contrary smile
when pleasantry doesn’t come natural
color bleeds and fractures
canvas covers a broken child
gaze at the aptly modeled by god
i drown in the wake of a hem,
sewn straight in perfection
(mimic, breathe still, keep shape)
i’ve become but a stitch sewn
crooked and thin
the weight of the ends
you need met wear me in
stark white shock
when you’ve missed the mark
your failure’s gone
when we’ve grown apart
it’s never been something i did wrong
expression long
your predictable gawk
you’re a film where the script
is the same as them all
whose fault is it, i suffocated in your walls
the air got tighter in the room we were in
the air got tighter in the room we were in
the air got tighter in the room we were in
the air got tighter in the room we were in
stark white shock
when you’ve missed the mark
your failure’s gone
when we’ve grown apart
it’s never been something i did wrong
expression long
your predictable gawk
you’re a film where the script
is the same as them all
whose fault is it, i suffocated in your walls
take parts of me away only
to break me down
can’t show you now
please help me understand something
i can’t quite figure out
how your torment follows
all the way to hell
(i’ll remember your bitter sound)
as if you ever knew me well enough
to see pieces of gold
only knew me as a ghost
darkening the air around you
i damned god one too many times
just to look him in the eyes
his voice shook different than i’d thought
expected nothing that i got
in heaven everything’s alright
you’ve got your good things and i’ve got mine
in heaven everything’s alright
you’ve got your good things and i’ve got mine
will you give me a moment to rest?
to let my blood settle before you
shake shake shake shake shake me around
in visions returned
i see helpless little eyes
helpless little eyes who never did a thing wrong
as if you ever knew me well enough
to see pieces of gold
now you’ll know me as a ghost
shadow with secrets eyes can’t hold
do you feel remorse?
or are you completely unburdened
wrap your head around the idea
i’m not the only one who’s sinned
if i end up in heaven
i’ll leave you in the dust
leave you alone
the same way you did to him
curled up around the corner
hiding from my only reason
on the phone, you’re trying
on the phone, you’re trying
to keep me up
i tell you this is all i’ve got
keep me up
i can’t lose this, i can’t lose this
they don’t have to know
it’s my life, pale page
scratched out, pale faced
they don’t have to know
it’s my life, the stage
is a lie, and i’m a joke
tape player sound
“it’s alright
you’re doing what you’re supposed to”
still on the ground
i thank you, and try my best to move
in penance i ask
is this the only thing i love
or the only thing i know
curled up around the corner
hiding from my only reason
on the phone, you’re trying
on the phone, you’re trying
to keep me going
they don’t have to know
it’s my life, pale page
scratched out, pale faced
they don’t have to know
it’s my life, the stage
is a lie, and i’m a joke
(they don’t have to know)
(they don’t have to know)
no longer
a sidewalk overgrown with weeds
covering up
what’s left of the stone underneath
you can see on my skin
a cluster of red
hot to the touch,
but don’t want to talk about it
until i find some better way to explain this
you finally open your lips
to say my name
like no one before you has
i started dreaming
us grey, and i hope you
dream the same
though your color will never dull
when we wake in the morning
you breathe kindness into me
we revel in amusingly unforeseen
moments leading up to this
a love song’s a thank you
hope it means everything
the unexpected, the best of us
the things i never wanted before you showed up
antique collection of broken trust
your restoration is who i’ll become
you finally open your lips
to say my name
like no one before you has
i started dreaming
us grey, and i hope you
dream the same
though your color will never dull
i promise this to you
an ember turns ablaze
on its own volition
it isn’t me on icy ground
it isn’t me who’s words come out
to be mangled
by some twisted inner workings
falling fast, you won’t have
gotten enough of a taste
of your own medicine still
when’s the last time
you stopped hanging your jaw agape
drowning quicker with each exhale
you should be ready to go right now
arrow made ready on the string
(on a bow that’s pointed inwardly)
the ink you’ve penned is yours to keep
(blotted, you’re blind to injury)
you should be ready to go right now
(down to the ocean floor)
you should be ready to go right now
(down to the ocean floor)
the ice drops from under your feet
and the cold’s piercing as you freeze
falling fast, you won’t have
gotten enough of a taste
of your own medicine still
when’s the last time
you stopped hanging your jaw agape
drowning quick with each exhale
they want to see you turn to empty space and
i want to kill him, everybody believes it
arrow made ready on the string
(on a bow that’s pointed inwardly)
the ink you’ve penned is yours to keep
(blotted, you’re blind to injury)
you should be ready to go right now
(down to the ocean floor)
you should be ready to go right now
(down to the ocean floor)
you should be ready to go