Clockwork

Every morning just like clockwork
It's the same
And the first thing on my mind
Is the source of this routine pain

Only going through the motions
I guess we'll call it getting by
And this blade through my chest is not you moving on
But the lies (all your lies)

"One day late", but two whole weeks had gone by
Was I not worth the truth?
Just one last ego boost then your knife?
(Twist your knife)

So why do I still care after all you've done?
Were you ever mine?
Was it ever love?

And I can fill this frame with liquor
And I can fill my bed with flesh
But I miss the shape of your bones
I miss our perfect mess
Every curve that's on your body
Every curl that's in your hair
And if there is a place where we did survive
Oh god just take me there
Take me there

Am I cursed to just know aching?
Always maimed?
My internal organs have all been replaced
With a collection of razor blades

So please crack open my sternum
And tell me what you do see
(Oh please just tear me apart tonight)
The metal swims in an ocean of suppressed emotion and your deceit
(Your deceit)

Did I mean so little there in your eyes?
(In your eyes)
Just a game you could play, one big joke for the day
And then goodbye?
(Then goodbye)

So why do I still care after all you've done?
Do I even know this person that you've become?

And I can fill this frame with liquor
And I can fill my bed with flesh
But I miss the shape of your bones
I miss our perfect mess
Every curve that's on your body
Every curl that's in your hair
And if there is a place where we did survive
Oh god just take me there
Take me there

Call recording

So why do I still care after all you've done?

And I can fill this frame with liquor (I can fill this frame)
And I can fill my bed with flesh (I can fill this bed)
But I miss the shape of your bones
I miss our perfect mess
Every curve that's on your body (every single curve)
Every curl that's in your hair (in your hair, in your hair)
And if there is a place where we did survive
Oh god just take me there
Take me there