Masonry

When it comes to Valentine's Day
I say "I'm dating myself"
With stock sayings of pseudo growth
And that I'm in control of my health

But I'm the kind of guy that longs
The romantic who's on
The opiates of loneliness
And I've been getting my fix
For maybe a bit too long

I can't find another song to fit
This casket of loneliness

I'll build anyone a castle
With mortar and brick
And with praise and with sacrifice
To see if something will stick

But when a raconteur uses his hands
The story seems better
Than the blister's that work comes with
Or the pains from her letter

And I've grown weary of masonry
When I build these things
I give away the key

Fingers of caution, my knuckles are white
And the palms I've placed on my chest
Are now turning towards the fire

For some warmth, and some rest
I'm not good, but I'm trying my best



Credits
Writer(s): Liam Wright
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