Jurassic Bark

Pressed between the pages Folded in your spine It feels like it's been ages Don't leave me behind I break my wrist waving goodbye to you for the last Your forked tongue tells tales of us being just fine The words were sweet Like honey at the time But they grew sour As they repeated in my mind I break my wrist waving goodbye to you for the last Your forked tongue tells tales of us being just fine Fill your cup with broken dreams Drink away your wilted leaves Fill your void with nicotine Sew it up just to tear the seam