Dragonskin
Three days, four hours, nine minutes
You stepped out and soundly slammed the door
From the paste of what it takes to admit it
I cling to what I knew I'd change it all for
So I pulled away, packed down with the blame and a little desolation
Words that falter and fade just like your shape in the rearview
Love need not be adorned, it's not a race, or an option
This is not an exchange one could be bullied into
You can take the road
I'll cut through the garden
We are growing old
Faces may crack but heads will harden
I've bathed in blood and have the dragon skin of Siegfried
A closed book from the safe in the wall of a dark room
All the fake outs, bombs, the biffs, and misdeeds
Are on my open, endless pages for you to scour through
I pulled away, packed down with the blame and a little desolation
Words that falter and fade just like your shape in the rearview
Love need not be adorned, it's not a race, or an option
This is not an exchange one could be bullied into
You can take the road
I'll cut through the garden
We are growing old
Faces may crack but heads will harden
Faces may crack but heads will harden
It seems I've been a liar
Seems I've been a fraud
Seems I didn't know myself quite as well as I let on
I hope the shit we have collected
We won't always need
I hope the colors we're painted
We don't always have to be
You stepped out and soundly slammed the door
From the paste of what it takes to admit it
I cling to what I knew I'd change it all for
So I pulled away, packed down with the blame and a little desolation
Words that falter and fade just like your shape in the rearview
Love need not be adorned, it's not a race, or an option
This is not an exchange one could be bullied into
You can take the road
I'll cut through the garden
We are growing old
Faces may crack but heads will harden
I've bathed in blood and have the dragon skin of Siegfried
A closed book from the safe in the wall of a dark room
All the fake outs, bombs, the biffs, and misdeeds
Are on my open, endless pages for you to scour through
I pulled away, packed down with the blame and a little desolation
Words that falter and fade just like your shape in the rearview
Love need not be adorned, it's not a race, or an option
This is not an exchange one could be bullied into
You can take the road
I'll cut through the garden
We are growing old
Faces may crack but heads will harden
Faces may crack but heads will harden
It seems I've been a liar
Seems I've been a fraud
Seems I didn't know myself quite as well as I let on
I hope the shit we have collected
We won't always need
I hope the colors we're painted
We don't always have to be
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Writer(s): Sydney Wright
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