Rip Off The Pages

I've cut myself just for you to notice me
I used to dance, now it's just a memory
They scream 'what a stupid waste of time
These two lied to each other too many nights'
Yeah

I knew all your favorite songs
I dedicated to you a lot of my own
I think I'm pissing off my friends when I'm bringing you up again
What a legacy to leave, illegal fantasies I'm living in

And I rip off the pages from my scribbled diary
With stories of my coming of ages to the moment that you left me here
To die alone, to rust and to cover in mold
What a stupid waste of time, you and I

I used to like the rain that was pouring over us
We were happy once, now I'm tremoring, getting drunk in the club
Don't you think that if something went completely different, we could've worked it out
Memories do feel like weapons, pointed at me, they still shout

I rip off the pages from my scribbled diary
With stories of the long gone angels and the moment that you stole them from me
When you ran alone, left me to rust and to cover in mold
What a stupid waste of time, you and I

Now I'm pacing on my own
Memorising all we were
I try to hold to you no grudge
But it's hard cause you're still the one that I want
I step on up the same mistakes
I'll be stupid enough to believe you've changed
These thirty months that I've wasted in vain
Consider them the gift for my stolen grace

But now it's just a memory
Buried deep inside of me