Of all your miseries I am your favorite
That deadly illusion you can't seem to quit
I can see plainly your chamber *** of love is full of ****
Promises you never could keep
Half-truths and lies stealing my sleep
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
Lost in tenebrous deep
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
Black angels do not weep
So I jaded my heart with brass and gold
Put salt into my blood to keep it cold
I crushed all built with that sundering sound
As I took all you loved and razed it to the ground
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
Your choices are your sentence
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
The cycle will be your penance
I rubbed shoulders with the man you dare to call yours
On my way out, before I could even start closing doors
Despite all my love, despite all forgiveness
My soul molds black, god as my witness
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
As you drift off in reverie
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
I hope my face pains your memory
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 6:23 PM UTC
Of all your miseries I am your favorite
That deadly illusion you can't seem to quit
I can see plainly your chamber *** of love is full of ****
Promises you never could keep
Half-truths and lies stealing my sleep
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
Lost in tenebrous deep
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
Black angels do not weep
So I jaded my heart with brass and gold
Put salt into my blood to keep it cold
I crushed all built with that sundering sound
As I took all you loved and razed it to the ground
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
Your choices are your sentence
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
The cycle will be your penance
I rubbed shoulders with the man you dare to call yours
On my way out, before I could even start closing doors
Despite all my love, despite all forgiveness
My soul molds black, god as my witness
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
As you drift off in reverie
Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing
I hope my face pains your memory
