found a grave in the place of habit
spin a web for your safety
people talk when their time's run out
tastes sweet but will it last till tomorrow?
would i say it was worth it? i don't know
you haven't ever loved me more than you do now
tread light with every word
painted it all to cover up the glow
i guess that drowning by yourself's something that you would know
hang a pin for however you are feeling
but for all the wrong reasons
your skin is tight against your body but it's peeling now
bring light to my attention
you keep pushing through it even though you know it's going to hurt
we speak forgiveness when we know we don't have anyone else
tread light with every word
painted it all to cover up the glow
i guess that drowning by yourself's something that you would know
we all feel so low sometimes
we all feel lonesome at times