Grand
Turn my back and take an extra couple steps
We both know this wont change a thing
Silhouettes stripped clean down to bone
What once was, never getting use to being alone
Hollow "I love you"s
Now that's all gone
All the replacements
Have learned to move on
A distant memory
Singing my last song
Edge of forgotten, wiped away but prolonged
Eyes like I'm faded from substances too far
Collapsed down, I need to keep these scars
Reminders of the times that I shot at the stars
With a gun in my mouth while the liquor crashed the car
Tried to wash you out any way I could think of
Hit me with a hangover when I would wake up
That's how it's been for the last two years
My life crashed down and Faced my worst fears
Can't tell if I'm awake or asleep
Burning trees in all of my dreams
When you disappeared something died in me
Lets be real you were gone before we were deceased
I remember turning to your face
You said, "you know this isn't real, right?"
Kissed you on the cheek and closed my eyes
Walked to the tacks and opened to approaching light
Pressed end to try and retire
Orange beads are constant reminders
Hand drawn hearts on torn scraps
Designed to put this behind her
Words lost in telephones
Thumbs worn down to their bones
Desperate last ditch attempt of my own
God I fucking hate you 'cus I couldn't let go
We both know this wont change a thing
Silhouettes stripped clean down to bone
What once was, never getting use to being alone
Hollow "I love you"s
Now that's all gone
All the replacements
Have learned to move on
A distant memory
Singing my last song
Edge of forgotten, wiped away but prolonged
Eyes like I'm faded from substances too far
Collapsed down, I need to keep these scars
Reminders of the times that I shot at the stars
With a gun in my mouth while the liquor crashed the car
Tried to wash you out any way I could think of
Hit me with a hangover when I would wake up
That's how it's been for the last two years
My life crashed down and Faced my worst fears
Can't tell if I'm awake or asleep
Burning trees in all of my dreams
When you disappeared something died in me
Lets be real you were gone before we were deceased
I remember turning to your face
You said, "you know this isn't real, right?"
Kissed you on the cheek and closed my eyes
Walked to the tacks and opened to approaching light
Pressed end to try and retire
Orange beads are constant reminders
Hand drawn hearts on torn scraps
Designed to put this behind her
Words lost in telephones
Thumbs worn down to their bones
Desperate last ditch attempt of my own
God I fucking hate you 'cus I couldn't let go
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Writer(s): William John Sullivan
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