Jaded Rust (Acoustic) [Live]
Well she went and grabbed her red lipstick
And put it on before she went on screen
Ya you never knew what she was hiding
Inside the pockets of her ripped up jeans
Well power lines, faded signs
They haunted all the lives that she had faked
Well slipped away inside the dreams of the fairy tales
She laid upon those seams
Well she always had a dream to be
The painter of her own masterpiece
With the power of her paint brush
To dust off all the jaded rust of youth
She says she won't mind seeing
All the lines on her face that she can't erase
From the spotlight she chased
But death do us part my dear
I gotta get on out of this place
Well she always had a lot to say but she never knew
What words to say to you
Well she always had a lot to say but she never
What words still rang true
Well you never thought of storms and howling wind
When the sky was so blue
Ya you never knew he'd burn you too when the fingers
Of his flames had touched you
Well she always had a dream to be
The painter of her own masterpiece
With the power of her paint brush
To dust off all the jaded rust of youth
She says she won't mind seeing
All the lines on her face that she can't erase
From the spotlight she chased
But death do us part my dear
I gotta get on out of this place
Ya she got a lot of trouble on her mind
Like all the men she left behind
For the one who bides her time
And oh It would've been so nice to just leave it all behind
The pills the foreign lines
The drinks he poured on ice
The claims of paradise
The one you sacrificed
But oh my dear, there's nothing left here
But jaded rust
Tired of clinging on to something that you
Can't give up, tired of holding on to someone who you
Just can't love, tired of all the circles and the flames
Jaded rust
Tired of clinging on to something that you
Can't give up, tired of holding on to someone who you
Just can't love, tired of all the games that we played
Oh Jaded rust
Tired of clinging on to something that you
Can't give up, tired of holding on to someone who you
Just can't love, tired of all the games that we played
Well she went and grabbed her red lipstick
And put it on another round or two
Ya those power lines and faded signs
That haunted all the lives that she lived through
Well she only hoped she left her mark and hung on like jaded rust
And put it on before she went on screen
Ya you never knew what she was hiding
Inside the pockets of her ripped up jeans
Well power lines, faded signs
They haunted all the lives that she had faked
Well slipped away inside the dreams of the fairy tales
She laid upon those seams
Well she always had a dream to be
The painter of her own masterpiece
With the power of her paint brush
To dust off all the jaded rust of youth
She says she won't mind seeing
All the lines on her face that she can't erase
From the spotlight she chased
But death do us part my dear
I gotta get on out of this place
Well she always had a lot to say but she never knew
What words to say to you
Well she always had a lot to say but she never
What words still rang true
Well you never thought of storms and howling wind
When the sky was so blue
Ya you never knew he'd burn you too when the fingers
Of his flames had touched you
Well she always had a dream to be
The painter of her own masterpiece
With the power of her paint brush
To dust off all the jaded rust of youth
She says she won't mind seeing
All the lines on her face that she can't erase
From the spotlight she chased
But death do us part my dear
I gotta get on out of this place
Ya she got a lot of trouble on her mind
Like all the men she left behind
For the one who bides her time
And oh It would've been so nice to just leave it all behind
The pills the foreign lines
The drinks he poured on ice
The claims of paradise
The one you sacrificed
But oh my dear, there's nothing left here
But jaded rust
Tired of clinging on to something that you
Can't give up, tired of holding on to someone who you
Just can't love, tired of all the circles and the flames
Jaded rust
Tired of clinging on to something that you
Can't give up, tired of holding on to someone who you
Just can't love, tired of all the games that we played
Oh Jaded rust
Tired of clinging on to something that you
Can't give up, tired of holding on to someone who you
Just can't love, tired of all the games that we played
Well she went and grabbed her red lipstick
And put it on another round or two
Ya those power lines and faded signs
That haunted all the lives that she lived through
Well she only hoped she left her mark and hung on like jaded rust
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Jade Arya
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