Skyscrapers

Everyone i know Keeps waiting for the choke We do damage we don't see Just by chasing down the things we need Sweet jealousy This is a picture of me This is the panic in my head This is the dead weight in my chest It takes a bitter man To steal love with his calloused hands And spin it into gold With lies about what no one knows He's dancing for ghosts This is a picture of me This is the panic in my head This is the dead weight in my chest And when she swears she needs me I get the violence in my hands Skyscraper hearts make bitter men The hours run from dawn And the feeling's really gone Keep it up Sing along Oh well The air's alive with the scent of blood And i swear swear swear that i've had enough of All the hours all the days The waiting and the never cames We can not love what never breaks And hearts like ours will never change This is a picture of me This is the panic in my head This is the dead weight in my chest And when she swears she need me I get the violence in my hands Skyscraper hearts make bitter men Keep it up Sing along Oh well