IT’S YOU I’D FOLLOW

TO EASE MY SORROW

BUT YOU TOOK YOUR LIFE

AWAY ALONG WITH MINE



I FEEL IT IN MY SPINE

THE URGE TO KNOW WHY

DID YOU BLEED THROUGH WOUNDS

THAT COULD NEVER MEND?



BURN MY HAND

TEAR ME DOWN

SO ALL MY FEARS

CAN HIT THE GROUND



THE TRACE I TAKE AFTER

COULD NO LONGER MATTER

AS YOU TEACH ME NOT TO SEE,

NOT TO CRY, NOT TO SAY GOODBYE



I KEEP YOU INSIDE

YOU KNOW, THERE’S NO SPITE

I SIMPLY WISH YOU COULD MAKE ME

UNDERSTAND SOMEHOW

DOES IT MAKE ANY SENSE NOW?



BURN MY HAND

TEAR ME DOWN

SO ALL I FEAR

CAN HIT THE GROUND

WHEN MY HAND REACHES FOR THE GUN AGAIN



I FEEL IT IN MY SPINE

THE NEED TO STAY AWHILE

JUST TURN MY BACK

DRAW ALL THESE THINGS OUT OF MY HEAD

AND CARE FOR THE ONES WHO STAYED