For The Likes Of You - Woe, Is Me

Leave me here

Biting my nails, breaking my stride

I put my faith into your desolate life

Happened so fast that I should be afraid, I won’t be afraid

Three years blessed, I gave it my best

It’s time to put it all to rest

Your present is my past

Through my eyes, I’ve seen nothing but time

Forty four thousand lies

Straight from your putrid mind

High tides drag you through the decades of nights

At anguish cause you’ll never know why

Loved ones who turn out your lights, seem like they care

I am an island, and you’re the tides that pull at my feet

But now she’s sinking in this void

Aging, forcing my nerves

Cut your chords, count your chores, stop using yourself

For fruitless scars

Just cut your chords

And your back will keep breaking

From this glass house

That you have created

Hear me out, your heart is to heavy, to heavy for trust

So build me a promise and take my advice a word from the wise

A fault confessed, I have redressed

She feels such unrest

So pray, so fucking pray

For tonight is your last