I wear a coat of fear manufactured by heartache and Co
With a lining made from insides to fit me just right
I own two for every year wasted on you
Let me rip you open and learn to sew it's the least you can do
When nothing's getting better I just want to know that I am not alone
Staples as hands and eyes to match these cement blocks I bought for feet
It feels like a lifetime guarentee
You're pulling out the bottom of my lungs as I'm screaming out apologies right in your face
"I'm so sorry" I'm taking this broken heart back forever with hopes of a skyline fracture
You know I'm lying when I say I hate you, but this is New Jersey