You're playing "Bright Eyes"
A song falling under
I say it wasn't
The lyrics that fucked me up
Just remembering all that you've run from
You've got it bad but it takes one to know one
I'm rippin' out
All the clouts from the cabinets
Glass hits the ground
Just makes me mad again
Stubbornly sweeping
What's left of the sacrament
Cry in your piled up clothes while you're packing 'em
You fucking called it, didn't you?

And you've earned
Some sort of closure
But I'll be a piece of shit
Park it and rust out the roaders
You'll learn
That I'm not devoted
Just need to know thеre's a god
To clean up what I've brokеn
And you fucking called it, didn't you?
I'm just desperate for urges to give into
It isn't you

Drop to my knees
Beg for the dearly departed
Undressin' me slow in your college apartment
Lay me in rest, once again in the darkness
To feel your heart beating
Curled up on the carpet
And Jesus would hold us
If he heard me prayin'
You're stuck in sad something
The comfort of cravin'
But I would still give you
What we were creating
It's not so much anger
Just desperation

And you've earned
Some sort of closure
But I'll be a piece of shit
Park it and rust out the roaders
You'll learn
That I'm not devoted
Just need to know there's a god
To clean up what I've broken
And you fucking called it, didn't you?
I'm just desperate for urges to give into
It isn't you

You're not the fawn
And I'm not the farmer
We're just
Bags of blood and bones
I'm not the buck
You're never the archer
You held your breath when I started to choke
And I'm just a liar
You're not a liar
The night that I burned myself down with the bridge
When I dropped the lighter
And fell through the fire
I only felt shame that you saw what I did

And you've earned
Some sort of closure
But I'll be a piece of shit
Park it and rust out the roaders
You'll learn
That I'm not devoted
Just need to know there's a god
To clean up what I've broken
And you fucking called it, didn't you?
I'm just desperate for urges to give into
It isn't you