Washed out flame Never to reignite Face to face Mouth to mouth Breathe the terror out I’m overwhelmed by infinite doubts
I forgot my virtue at the door At least that's the excuse I'll misuse, They say tattoos cover any bruise But then again, so does continued drug abuse
Baby, be my "everything that went wrong” Fatal love songs remind me of my recklessness I’ve got another Hail-Mary to choke out- it’s the day of genesis And you’re my only shame but I lack all eloquence
Digging my own grave In hopes of learning the lesson I’m five feet deep, Torn lace is the only mark of my indiscretion