You're such a liar in your white washed clothes
Turning up your nose
To love me
Like a child with a bruise that grows
Thinking, I suppose it was me
I caused this pain, so blame me
But
I won't be here when you come home to beg me
Cuz i can't repair these shattered bones
You can't see
Your tongue's a fire burning all that grows
As you strike your pose
To love me
Like a child with a cut that flows
With a blood that shows
You made me
For this
But I'll resist
And
I won't be here when you come home to beg me
Cuz i can't repair these shattered bones
You can't see
I won't be here when you come home to beg me
Cuz I can't repair these shattered bones
You can't see
You're such a liar in your white washed clothes
Turning up your nose to love me
