Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Ink Revenge, artist - Automatic Loveletter. Album song The Kids Will Take Their Monsters On, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 22.06.2011
Record label: Paper and Plastick
Song language: English
Black Ink Revenge |
I wanted this. |
I wanted you. |
I wanted it to last but you fell through. |
Now east coast boys don’t you see. |
That here on the west we follow our dreams. |
I don’t want to know you anymore. |
The color of your lips red. |
And I swear I never wear lipstick. |
No, my god I drank too much. |
Laughing while I’m crying. |
Don’t you let them know you’re dying. |
Dying to break out and dying to get, get out. |
From the windows of the abyss. |
Click my heels, but I am stuck here. |
I’m pledging this vow. |
This is the last time. |
This is the last fight. |
Sunsets to sunrise. |
Morning to midnight. |
And this is my goodbye. |
So blow out the candle. |
The bottle is dry. |
And these pages learn to think. |
You’re not even worth my black ink revenge. |
I guarantee you’ll miss me. |
I can’t stomach this. |
I think I’m going to be sick. |
My hearts made of wick and you put the fire out of it. |
With the kerosene; |
chalked my feet. |
She smiled at me and closed the door, but not to sleep. |
This isn’t making any sense. |
I was yours the night before this. |
And the smell of your sheets is the remnants of it. |
This is the last time. |
This is the last fight. |
Sunsets to sunrise. |
Morning to midnight. |
And this is my goodbye. |
So blow out the candle. |
The bottle is dry. |
And these pages learn to think. |
You’re not even worth my black ink revenge. |
I guarantee you’ll miss me. |
So I’m writing you out of my dreams. |
And you’ll miss me I swear when I leave. |
Yeah, I’m writing you out. |
I’m crossing my T’s. |
And I want back the necklace that I said you could keep. |
And you miscomprehend and I scorn you to death. |
My words are as strong as my last gasp for breath. |
Leave nothing behind. |
Not a trace or a crumb. |
And no clues to unlock how painful this was. |
And so I’m writing you out of my dreams. |
And you’ll miss me I swear when I leave. |
This is the last time. |
This is the last fight. |
Sunsets to sunrise. |
Morning to midnight. |
And this is my goodbye. |
So blow out the candle. |
The bottle is dry. |
And these pages learn to think. |
You’re not even worth my… |