such.a.shame (Smoking Lounge Redux)

And even the prettiest of people have the ugliest of moments

Spent on the stairways alone

You bury me in the deepest lake and strap cinder to my feet

I'll overturn the tides as you just bury me

So once I sink low enough

And all the fibres start to part

You let your false words retract themselves

And the canvas fix the art

You hold your breath for steady aim

To use me as a barricade

You courtier the child's games

Eyes are glazed and filled with shame

I think that I moved on too soon

I'm just left here with my thoughts gripped on losing you

You're dying here with open palms

Final thoughts, dead in her arms

I think that I moved on too soon

So cover up and help me quit

I watched you scratch beneath the surface

So much you made a home

So much you made a home

So much you made a home

So much you made a home

Caught in a steady aim

To use me like a barricade

I think that I moved on too soon

Just left here with my thoughts

Warning shots on you

Dying here with open palms

Final thoughts, dead in her arms

I think that I moved on too soon

On too soon