Sweat
Spite
And boredom killed Recluse the Entertainer
While I steered from the passenger's side
Arm over the spot where our fingers first touched
When his truck spun out
No forgiveness
No resentment
Nothing but the sense that we're still tied
Swore I'd settle up with you
It still hurts
It just hurts less over time
Oh
Virtuoso's wasted potential
That boy's nothing if not self-made
He hurled obscenities
While I plucked mirror shards out of his skin
He must like blood
He must like bad luck
Cuz he stepped right into it
No forgiveness
No resentment
Nothing but the sense that we're still tied
Swore I'd settle up with you
It still hurts
It just hurts less over time
Oh
Everybody knew
But nobody said anything or knew what to do
Sometimes I ask myself
If you knew that I was scared of you?
Do you scare you too?
Or are you really just that sick?
He must like blood
The more I know the worst it gets
I wish that I knew nothing at all
Swore I'd settle up with you
I swore I'd settle up with you
I swore I'd settle up with you
It still hurts
It just hurts less over time
