Aces

When evening comes up like a siren
And orange starts bleeding
And fades into blue
And your veins trace the curves of your body
You wish that somebody
Would cut us in two
When it's, in your blood
But you think it's in your mind
And you try not to face it
But boy would you hate it
If I spilled out the truth and said
Your sorries don't mean shit to me now
And I think it's funny how

To me, the aces up your sleeve
Are turning all the games
But who will count their worth?
When you're not here to see
When you're not here to see

And all of the time you spent wasting
From chasing an image
That you'll never hold
When we cut magazines in your basement
And wished for the faces of famous people
And it's, in your smile
But you think that you can hide
All the fear that's been chasing
Your mind it's been racing
And when our castle crumbles
Well I hope that you get stuck in the door
Choke on your metaphors and believe that

To me, the aces up your sleeve
Are turning all the games
But who will count their worth?
When you're not here to see
And underneath the weight
Of who you're trying to be
You burning at every mention
Of what it does to me
When you're not here to see