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Veruca Salt

Empty Bottle

 

Empty Bottle

(album: Ghost Notes - 2015)


Time flies and I can't keep up
All the years I have to sweep up
Late at night I'm in my bed and in my head
And all the feelings start to creep up

Remember how we used to dress up
You're beautiful until you're messed up
Take a picture cause I think we're losing light
This is how we say goodbye
it's how we say goodnight

Banging my head against a wall of sound
Wall like a love it brings me to the ground
We surf the crowd, oh we will not go down
I don't want to drown if you're not drowning with me

Late December when we're waking
There's an unfamiliar aching
By the way you held my hand, held my heart
I didn't notice it was breaking
This is how you say goodbye
It's how you say good night

My head cracks open and the stage goes black
I count to 60 and I meet you in the back
I can't stop gushing, I'm a hemophiliac
I don't wanna bleed if you're not bleeding with me

We count the stars but we can't bring them down
It's mistake union it's buzzing all around
Eight more hours and I'm leaving town
I don't wanna leave if you're not leaving with me
I don't wanna breathe if you're not breathing with me

Love is over, it's over and you can't go back
When you're older, you just keep telling yourself that
The door is open, even if it's just a tiny crack
Up at night and wandering

Love is over, it's over and you can't go back
When you're older, you just keep telling yourself that
The door is open, even if it's just a tiny crack
Up at night and wandering
Up at night and wandering

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