|Guitar:||Robert Gene Ragan II|
On the walls of my apartment hang the pictures of all our problems, and the
nails I see hammered through me are my therapy.
And how did everything go so wrong.
And Im stuck here left just holding on to the misery you left for me but now I see
You should go if you wanna leave
I know when your six feet deep
You'll be saying you’re sorry
So I'll make it easy
I'll pick out the most beautiful coffin for you
To send you on your way, and I’ll douse it with gasoline, to make sure when
you leave this place that you leave it up in flames. When the smoke fills
your lungs and your body starts to decay, oh and you blend into the
earth. I hope it hurts, I hope it hurts you like you hurt me first
You had everything you needed
But you walked around so jaded
With a heart as hard as pavement bleeds through cracks unseen
But you should go if you want to leave
Maybe eventually when your finally deceased, death will feel natural then
you'll see all your pipe-lit dreams won't become reality cause there out
of your league.
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