Wreckage
I went looking for you
waves were crashing at my feet
shards of memories
they shred the skin and cut so deep
Faded photographs
of a love that didn't last
swallowed me up whole
into the shadow that you cast
So... where do you
bury the wreckage when you're lost and out of room?
Please...
I need a hand
I'm stuck in the recklessness where all of this began.
I've heard all your reasons
for an act of treason with no shame
and I'm not waiting for those apologies that never came
Faded photographs
of a love that didn't last
swallow you up whole
into the shadow that you cast
So... where do you
bury the wreckage when you're lost and out of room?
Please...
I need a hand
I'm stuck in the recklessness where all of this began.
Everyone but you
knows what I'm going through
and they're not forgiving you yet
I know memories fade
but this one's here to stay
and we're not going to forget
not yet...
So... where do you
bury the wreckage when you're lost and out of room?
Please...
I need a hand
I'm stuck in the recklessness where all of this began.
I'm stuck in the recklessness where all of this began.
I'm stuck in the recklessness where all of this began.
waves were crashing at my feet
shards of memories
they shred the skin and cut so deep
Faded photographs
of a love that didn't last
swallowed me up whole
into the shadow that you cast
So... where do you
bury the wreckage when you're lost and out of room?
Please...
I need a hand
I'm stuck in the recklessness where all of this began.
I've heard all your reasons
for an act of treason with no shame
and I'm not waiting for those apologies that never came
Faded photographs
of a love that didn't last
swallow you up whole
into the shadow that you cast
So... where do you
bury the wreckage when you're lost and out of room?
Please...
I need a hand
I'm stuck in the recklessness where all of this began.
Everyone but you
knows what I'm going through
and they're not forgiving you yet
I know memories fade
but this one's here to stay
and we're not going to forget
not yet...
So... where do you
bury the wreckage when you're lost and out of room?
Please...
I need a hand
I'm stuck in the recklessness where all of this began.
I'm stuck in the recklessness where all of this began.
I'm stuck in the recklessness where all of this began.
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Writer(s): Matthew Wilson Mayfield
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