My heart is on my sleeve

Wear it like a bruise or blackeye

My badge, my witness

That means that I believed

Every single lie you said (and learned from the best)



cause every pain of glass that your pebbles tap negates the pains I went through to avoid you

and every little pat on the shoulder for attention fails to mention I still hate you



But there's a light on in chicago

and I know I should be home

all the colors of the street signs...they remind me of the pickup truck

out in front of your neighbor's house



She took me down and said:

"Boy's like you are overrated. So save your breath."

Loaded words and loaded friends

are loaded guns to our heads



You want apologies girl you might hold your breath until your breathing stops forever

The only thing you'll get is this curse on your lips: I hope they taste of me forever



With every breath I wish your body will be broken again