So strip me off of my skin
bleed me dry, tuck me in
cause I hate the way I miss you, in between choked sobs in daily showers and breathy complaints over speed dial
it's so unconventional, can't we just rewind?
cause baby I'm not really superstitious
but I still wish for you and I on every forwarding status, on
every star that's unlucky to fall
amongst this shallow crowd...
and maybe not now, maybe never
it's better this way, anyway
I hate it when my heart races
every time you knock on my doorstep
with a notification bell...
so please strip me off of my conscience
cause I still wanna hear the sound of your voice in my ears
I wonder when I'll settle into indifference
like you, it's just never quite the same...oh
how I fooled myself
into thinking that we would be different
than others, our castle only crumbled
and all the bells rang in shame
the walls had witnessed such a mess
that the doors refused to ever let you and me
in again..all the murmers in the common
hall of hell, they keep me chained and awake
as they still remind me of my mistakes
my tears are dry and don't worry
I'm not sad, I'm just lonely, tonight...