Your chords penetrate my walls Uninspired strumming carries down the hall You put it down and drown yourself again I've got to break it to this ghost that he's been long since dead
You give 'em all you've got except your soul What's whole in you is missing and you speak so fucking cold And now I'm brisk in you like December's breeze But you and I both know that someday I'll just be a bad memory
We all live life in circles We keep torturing our hearts With those old familiar demons That we conjure in the dark
I can't live without getting in too deep I'm always making sure the gun is pointing back at me It's my abandoned will that evokes you in the night You can't see the safe path when the demons take your eyes
