Black Hole
Hope to hell you knew,
It could never be like love
There's a forest in my mind
It's too divisive that you never wanna leave this town
That isn't worth a goddamn second of your time
I never saw them before, the
Black holes in your fucking heart,
In your heart, yeah, in your heart
The graveyard underneath is
Deeper than you were before, and still
Burning down the bridges at the start, at the start
Until there's nothing left but fire and blindness
The icy winds on the outside
Terrorize what I thought I had left
Of the October Moon, I'm still
Terrified to sing 'Fragments of You'
The teen prodigy sellout
Hates what you've become
Time to turn your back on the east coast,
And motherfucking run
Guess this is what sells, so
Fuck me for ever loving you,
For loving you, for loving you
I'm sick of apologizing, so
Turn Around and go to hell,
The rhetoric of death lies in your thoughts and in your soul
The essence of me is a farce so leave it
But it goes
Got a bus ticket headed up the east coast,
A Greyhound headed away from obligation
No, that doesn't mean what I know it means to you
Still, I'm never coming back to where you are
And the world couldn't make me try
I won't see you,
If there is another side
It could never be like love
There's a forest in my mind
It's too divisive that you never wanna leave this town
That isn't worth a goddamn second of your time
I never saw them before, the
Black holes in your fucking heart,
In your heart, yeah, in your heart
The graveyard underneath is
Deeper than you were before, and still
Burning down the bridges at the start, at the start
Until there's nothing left but fire and blindness
The icy winds on the outside
Terrorize what I thought I had left
Of the October Moon, I'm still
Terrified to sing 'Fragments of You'
The teen prodigy sellout
Hates what you've become
Time to turn your back on the east coast,
And motherfucking run
Guess this is what sells, so
Fuck me for ever loving you,
For loving you, for loving you
I'm sick of apologizing, so
Turn Around and go to hell,
The rhetoric of death lies in your thoughts and in your soul
The essence of me is a farce so leave it
But it goes
Got a bus ticket headed up the east coast,
A Greyhound headed away from obligation
No, that doesn't mean what I know it means to you
Still, I'm never coming back to where you are
And the world couldn't make me try
I won't see you,
If there is another side
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