Lyrics better with the dead - Yesterday

better with the dead

Couldn’t trade your point of view
I found a way, but how bout you?
Relieve the pain
Release the noise
That separates
And fills the voids
Inside my fucking head
The triggers cold
My fingers itching
I’m barely here
My presences drifting
You loved my once
But you’ll hate me forever
Take me back to the end of September
Hop out wit the blood red wrist
And an ice cold heart
That wont stay together
You can feel my love with a kiss
Why’d it end like this?
I’ll regret that forever
I’m better with the dead, my dear
Let me die right here
Forgotten and dismembered
This isn’t what you wanna hear
But ill say it clear enough that you’ll remember
The triggers cold
My fingers itching
I’m barely here
My presences drifting
You loved my once
But you’ll hate me forever
Take me back to the end of September
Couldn’t trade your point of view
I found a way, but how bout you?
These days, I can’t even break a sweat about it
My heart aches for the things that I’ve been stricken of
Just one taste and a little bit of ecstacy
Will keep me begging for it every minute of the week
This game is getting old
I think I’ve had enough
I’m an old soul
And I might call your bluff
Don’t make me out to be the enemy
When I’m gone, I bet you’d wished you had cherished me