bandaid

You know I've spent a good few years, just thinking

Drinking about you

My head is filled with souvenirs, I'm limping

Beginning to undo

The pieces of me

Strung together free, the new me

Yeah, ayy-ayy, oh

Yeah, ayy-ayy, oh oh

Yeah, ayy-ayy, oh

Yeah, ayy-ayy, oh oh

I dream of you when I'm bleeding out, I'm veiny

I'm draining out and done

I wonder if there's a small amount in your heart

A part of you that loved

Or if i was just, another stain that made

A decent bandaid

Yeah, ayy-ayy, oh

Yeah, ayy-ayy, oh, oh

Yeah, ayy-ayy, oh

Yeah, ayy-ayy, oh, oh

I know it wasn't the same for you, the singing

The ringing in my ears

I've done everything that I can do so I'm writing

Pining till I'm blue

The seasons change

Like us, like me

And thus, ending

Yeah Yeah, ayy-ayy, oh

Yeah Yeah, ayy-ayy, oh, oh

Yeah Yeah, ayy-ayy, oh

Yeah Yeah, ayy-ayy, oh, oh

Now there you are with a filled up arm with some pictures

Scriptures on your shelf

I always wished you would do no harm insanely

And mainly to yourself

But here we are, a stabbing lost crusade with no bandaids

Yeah, ayy-ayy, oh

Yeah, ayy-ayy, oh, oh