Sing To Me

Happy tears fade fast Sad tears tend to last You've got your blood-stained heart In your nicotine-stained hands And your twenty-nine years Did not help you pass Oh, the roadkill, cheap thrill Obstacle filled path

White lies, black dress Brightest of darkness You close your tearstained eyes To your silver lined madness After twenty-nine years You might want to confess That we have made A fucked-up place That I can not erase

Sing to me

White lies, black heart tearing us apart You breathe the frost-filled air From my lungs to your lungs After twenty-nine years How much more to come? Now, we have made A fucked-up place That I can not erase

Sing to me

Happy tears fade fast sad tears tend to last You've got a sad, sad song And it's stuck in your aching head And your twenty-nine years Did not teach you that Changing melodies will change your destiny at last Now, we have made A fucked-up place We're trying to erase Erase