TBS0116
03/09/09, 04:13 AM
Is that the reason you wore pants in gym class?
These walls spun once all for you, But now i lay in my empty ballroom
This carousel that just won't stop, Until i close my eyes and just jump off
Riddle me this how do you sleep at night
with those scars on your conscience, and the back of your knees?
You come off far too perfect
For anyone to buy your lies, or for someone to believe
"I'm not going to pretend for your sake"
Try not faking it in the first place
I could never measure up for you
Maybe if i find sleep tonight, then i can wake
with dreams of you, and your switch blade
I doubt you'll ever be happy
I doubt that'll ever be the same
You had to make this my fault
But all you are is a broken picture frame
How can you blame me for hating you, you're awful at hiding the truth
Go home and cry yourself to sleep, Remember when that pillow case was me
How do you have any words for me
Save your soft exhales, try swallowing your knife
Maybe you can come to hate yourself
This was done intentionally, for you to find your spine
"I'm not going to pretend for your sake"
Try not faking it in the first place
I could never measure up for you
Maybe if i find sleep tonight, then i can wake
with dreams of you, and your switch blade
I doubt you'll ever be happy
I doubt that'll ever be the same
You had to make this my fault
But all you are is a broken picture frame
So on friday night you're the life of the party
And on saturday morning you're make up will bleed
But what's really changed in our short time apart
If its what it seems then it's nothing to me
And the blood on your sheets is a constant reminder
Of the things you hate in your bathroom mirror
And how you'll give up everything you have
And everyone that you once held dearest.
"I'm not going to pretend for your sake"
Try not faking it in the first place
I could never measure up for you
These walls spun once all for you, But now i lay in my empty ballroom
This carousel that just won't stop, Until i close my eyes and just jump off
Riddle me this how do you sleep at night
with those scars on your conscience, and the back of your knees?
You come off far too perfect
For anyone to buy your lies, or for someone to believe
"I'm not going to pretend for your sake"
Try not faking it in the first place
I could never measure up for you
Maybe if i find sleep tonight, then i can wake
with dreams of you, and your switch blade
I doubt you'll ever be happy
I doubt that'll ever be the same
You had to make this my fault
But all you are is a broken picture frame
How can you blame me for hating you, you're awful at hiding the truth
Go home and cry yourself to sleep, Remember when that pillow case was me
How do you have any words for me
Save your soft exhales, try swallowing your knife
Maybe you can come to hate yourself
This was done intentionally, for you to find your spine
"I'm not going to pretend for your sake"
Try not faking it in the first place
I could never measure up for you
Maybe if i find sleep tonight, then i can wake
with dreams of you, and your switch blade
I doubt you'll ever be happy
I doubt that'll ever be the same
You had to make this my fault
But all you are is a broken picture frame
So on friday night you're the life of the party
And on saturday morning you're make up will bleed
But what's really changed in our short time apart
If its what it seems then it's nothing to me
And the blood on your sheets is a constant reminder
Of the things you hate in your bathroom mirror
And how you'll give up everything you have
And everyone that you once held dearest.
"I'm not going to pretend for your sake"
Try not faking it in the first place
I could never measure up for you