Every word you said and every time you bled it out
That's what I'm talking about
As she slept in that bed next to me
Misery in the morning, come the morning
I'll hate this, yea I'll hate this
Well I'll hate this
But I won't hate this and oh my God
What's wrong with my head?
When everything I ever wanted
Just can't hit the spot
The thought of me swimming in you
Like the sea makes me melt
Makes me melt into one giant mess of a man
Feeding this plan it's something I could live without
The thought of me running the tip of insecure hand across your lips
It will never make sense but it feeds these desires
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My lungs wouldn't work without playing with fire
Every word you said and every time you bled it out
That's what I'm talking about
As she slept in that bed next to me
Misery in the morning, come the morning
I'll hate this, yea I'll hate this
Well I'll hate this
But I won't hate this and oh my God
What's wrong with my head?
When everything I ever wanted
Just can't hit the spot
Why can't you see?
I can offer something, something
I swear you would never want
Take it from me
This feeling in my gut,
This lust it's fading more with every touch
Why can't you see?
I can offer something, something
I swear you would never want
Take it from me
This feeling in my gut,
This lust it's fading more with every touch
Oh, Dear God, I am empty
And it's become quite obvious to me
Oh, Dear God, I am empty
(This is the calm before the unsettled storm)
And it's become quite obvious to me
(The lighthouse lies in ruins, what am I waiting for?)
Every word you said and every time you bled it out
That's what I'm talking about
As she slept in that bed next to me
Misery in the morning, come the morning
I'll hate this, yea I'll hate this
Well I'll hate this
But I won't hate this and oh my God
What's wrong with my head?
When everything I ever wanted
Just can't hit the spot
Every word you said and every time you bled it out
That's what I'm talking about
As she slept in that bed next to me
Misery in the morning, come the morning
I'll hate this, yea I'll hate this
Well I'll hate this
But I won't hate this and oh my God
What's wrong with my head?
When everything I ever wanted
Just can't hit the spot.