she's gonna die because of me
everyday i see it
in the broken vocabulary
that angers it's way out of her teeth

it's all my fault
nothing i ever said was right
i used to believe in happy endings
but happy just doesn't sit right
with me anymore

she tells me she's alright
but i never really was able to tell truth from lies
some times i wish i could close my eyes and take her place
because her lips
emotionally purple with my medicine

she's gonna overdose on words
she's gonna choke on all she's heard

her midnight thoughts are darker than the way my father looks at me to this day

she's gonna die if i speak up
and try to save the day

i won't do it
i won't do it
my sowed mouth will stay
i won't let her see the demon that dwells in me today
though every demon started as an angel
this angel isn't made of clay

my broken mask
my empty flask
my silence saves the day
so i'm not gonna finish a thought
unless it would make someone happy

**what i say could mean more than a gun to the head
and i won't let her die because of words that i said