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