I hope a thorn bush catches my skin And tears me open For the world to see And then maybe you could see Because you need security But you still run away
There's no red exit sign above our souls Killing such an idol only shows There's no one to drag away our bodies in time Two lovers lay dead in their prime
I hope a thorn bush cuts you up and you can bleed All over this town and drench everyone with guilt (And now its on you) But you still run away
The next time I ignore you I wont forget The more I run the closer you will get You cant change the errors you cant see Its been wasted
If this is drawn out then you should see the sky That I drew under the blink of an eye When you broke the hearts of those who knew What it was to be wasted