I'm Not Wearing Black Because Somebody Died, But Because Something Inside Me Has (If You Wanted Me In a Coffin, You Should've Said So Earlier)

These stitches on my heart
Are getting tight with every sew
And what you did was pretty low as far as harsh felonies go
She came guns-a-blazin
Everybody hit the deck
Respiration all but lost
When all I wanted was a breath

All this hate can fill a casket
Fair maiden fit for disaster
With a bitter tinge of malintent
Which of us breaks the fastest
All depends on who had morale solid in the first place

The psycho ward's admitted yet another fool
Is it me? Or is it crowded
Lung capacity is full

If silence is golden
Maybe we should've never spoken
Could've broke this off before tears hit the floor
I'm a runner up when it comes to-

Pouring my emotions through the pen
The page is soaked
Doc, my screams are becoming phlemy
Surgically repair my throat

If I never speak again
Then let this be my last retort
"You may have left home with the medal but I was the better sport"

Please degrade me for my judgment
Medicate me till I stumblin over more than words that slip the tongue
Your love changed so sudden

Now the only call you'll get is me calling your bluff
And-

The psycho ward's admitted yet another fool
Is it me? Or is it crowded
Lung capacity is full

If silence is golden
Maybe we should've never spoken
Could've broke this off before tears hit the floor
I'm a runner up when it comes-

To peeling my flesh to the cartilage
Revealing I never had any thick skin from the start of this
To take it to this length I would have to be a masochist
You think you got me pegged but lady you don't know the half of it

Pick a side
Pick a side
Quick reminder
That you could have made a profit
in politics cuz all you are is a liar
Pick a side pick a side
You won't find her
She made out with a fortune cuz she cut out the supplier

Fade to black
Credits roll

The psycho ward's admitted yet another fool
Is it me? Or is it crowded?

The psycho ward's admitted yet another fool
Is it me? Or is it crowded?
Lung capacity is full (Capacity is full)

If silence is golden (silence is gold)
Maybe we should've never spoken (or so I am told)
Could've broke this off before tears hit the floor
I'm a runner up when it comes (she said the
charade got old then kicked me out in the cold)

Ya-hoo
Runner up
Almost first, but not enough
Sleep eternally and tucked
Wake me when the sky erupts

Runner up
Almost first, but not enough
Sleep eternally and tucked
Wake me when the sky erupts

I used to serenade you with lonely songs of yesteryear
For my longing begs of past misfortune and fame's what led us here
You tossed and turned inside my chest, the end would not appear
But now I see my regrets for what they are
Crystal clear