Black Ink Revenge
I wanted this
I wanted you
I wanted it to last but you fell through
Well, east coast boy, don't you see
That here on the west we follow our dreams
Why don't I know you anymore
The color of your lips are red
And I swear I never wear lipstick
And oh my god I drank too much
Laughing while I'm crying so you let them know your dying, dying
Dying to break out
And dying to get, get out
Through the window of the abyss
Click my heels but I am stuck here
I'm pledging this vow
This is the last time
This is the last fight
Sunset to sunrise
Morning to midnight
This is my goodbye
So blow out the candle
The bottle is dry
And these pages were left blank
You're not even worth my black ink revenge
I guarantee, guarantee
You'll miss me
I can't stomach this
I think I'm going to be sick
My heart's made of wick
And you put the fire out of it
With the kerosene
Shocked my feet
She smiled at me and closed the door
But not to sleep
This isn't making any sense
I was yours the night before this
The smell of your sheets is the reminense of you
This is the last time
This is the last fight
Sunset to sunrise
Morning to midnight
And this is my goodbye
So blow out the candle
The bottle is dry
And these pages were left blank
You're not even worth my black ink revenge
And so I'm writing you out of my dreams
You'll miss me I swear when I leave
Yea, I'm writing you out, I'm crossing my T's
And I want back the necklace I said you could keep
You miscomprehend and I scorn you till death
My words are as strong as my last gasp for breath
Leave nothing behind, not a trace or a crumb
And no clues to how long or painful this was
So I'm writing you out of my dreams
You'll miss me I swear when I leave
This is the last time
This is the last fight
Sunset to sunrise
Morning to midnight
Well, this is my goodbye
So blow out the candle
The bottle is dry
And these pages were left blank
You're not even worth my...
I wanted you
I wanted it to last but you fell through
Well, east coast boy, don't you see
That here on the west we follow our dreams
Why don't I know you anymore
The color of your lips are red
And I swear I never wear lipstick
And oh my god I drank too much
Laughing while I'm crying so you let them know your dying, dying
Dying to break out
And dying to get, get out
Through the window of the abyss
Click my heels but I am stuck here
I'm pledging this vow
This is the last time
This is the last fight
Sunset to sunrise
Morning to midnight
This is my goodbye
So blow out the candle
The bottle is dry
And these pages were left blank
You're not even worth my black ink revenge
I guarantee, guarantee
You'll miss me
I can't stomach this
I think I'm going to be sick
My heart's made of wick
And you put the fire out of it
With the kerosene
Shocked my feet
She smiled at me and closed the door
But not to sleep
This isn't making any sense
I was yours the night before this
The smell of your sheets is the reminense of you
This is the last time
This is the last fight
Sunset to sunrise
Morning to midnight
And this is my goodbye
So blow out the candle
The bottle is dry
And these pages were left blank
You're not even worth my black ink revenge
And so I'm writing you out of my dreams
You'll miss me I swear when I leave
Yea, I'm writing you out, I'm crossing my T's
And I want back the necklace I said you could keep
You miscomprehend and I scorn you till death
My words are as strong as my last gasp for breath
Leave nothing behind, not a trace or a crumb
And no clues to how long or painful this was
So I'm writing you out of my dreams
You'll miss me I swear when I leave
This is the last time
This is the last fight
Sunset to sunrise
Morning to midnight
Well, this is my goodbye
So blow out the candle
The bottle is dry
And these pages were left blank
You're not even worth my...
Credits
Writer(s): Juliet Nicole Simms, Tommy Simms
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