this guilt hangs around your neck like portraits
on walls but i swear i can't recall the last time
i saw you smile it's been a while run away, cause
this makes no sense with hollow hands kissed by
hollow lips run away, cause you've seen him cry
you've cut apart his heart with your knife
hollow, hollow, hollow, just like you're pretty,
pretty, now breath now i've said too much again
with hollow lips touching hollow hands over time
this will end oh, is this wrong we knew this all
along sometimes my life has got me down but guilt
beats hate and you turn it all around sometimes my
life has got me down but guilt beats hate, now
you've won