| Coming of age, after you blacked out my eyes
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| I have no light in the house of day
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| It’s far too much to take after it’s come to this
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| I can’t just turn back the page anymore
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| I can’t just turn back the page anymore
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| And after everything that I have fought
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| And tried and died not to be caught
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| I’ve never felt so alone
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| Just because you don’t know, you’re not letting go
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| But you still stop the beat in my chest
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| And it’s something that I could have guessed
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| But you still stop the beat in my chest
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| And I’ll be more than happy to take the rest
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| No longer will I see myself this way
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| There is no light in this house of day
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| I feel the sun, but I can’t find the warmth
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| I belong on the other side of this town
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| Where I can feel loved, away from you
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| I have conscious, but I’ll see this night through
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| By morning I’ll have to never see you again
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| Just because you don’t know, you’re not letting go
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| But you still stop the beat in my chest
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| And it’s something that I could have guessed
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| But you still stop the beat in my chest
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| And I’ll be more than happy to take the rest
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| As I climb my way back up your nails
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| As they clasp on to your dying finger
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| And I’ll come away, from everything
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| With your name on my arm like a trophy
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| Just because you don’t know, you’re not letting go
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| You’re not letting go
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| And after all this guilt |