Domestic Wars (feat. Emily Hazel)

Severed senses Crumbling debris A chocolate covered knife Still sweet to me Your eyes in my head They look around the room Is this your point of view And all the cracks are coming back To give me what I've never really asked for And a wall of masks Now looking at this scene of thrashing statements From our Domestic Wars Cause You've opened Up my eyes Yeah, you taught me To realize And you've left this mess behind Now I refuse to clean up after you I refuse to clean up after you I suck my gut in And spit it out at you Use those words again I dare you I'm wasted on this fool Your savory skin's in my teeth I wanna taste your temper So set the table for your Salty gestures And still the cracks are coming back To give me what I've never really asked for And a wall of masks now looking at This scene of thrashing statements From our Domestic Wars Cause You've opened Up my eyes Yeah, you taught me To realize And you've left this mess behind Now I refuse to clean up after you I refuse to clean up after All the paint and plastering Only masking what is happening The only thing beneath this veneer is breaking Our love is damaging Oh you and I keep happening We are hooked umbrellas in the wind We are hooked umbrellas in the wind And all the cracks are coming back To give me what I've never really asked for A wall of masks now looking at This scene of thrashing statements And all the cracks are coming back To give me what I've never really asked for And a wall of masks now looking at This scene of thrashing statements From our Domestic Wars Cause You've opened Up my eyes Yeah you taught me To realize And you've left this mess behind Now I refuse to clean up after you I refuse to clean up after you I refuse to clean up after you