Black Ink Revenge

(альбом: The Kids Will Take Their Monsters On - 2011)

I wanted this
I wanted you
I wanted it to last but you fell through
Now east coast boys don't you see
That here on the west we follow our dreams
I don't want to know you anymore
The color of your lips red
And I swear I never wear lipstick
No, my god I drank too much
Laughing while I'm crying
Don't you let them know you're dying
Dying to break out and dying to get, get out
From the windows of the upstairs
Click my heels, but I am stuck here
I'm pledging this vow

This is the last time
This is the last fight
Sunsets to sunrise
Morning to midnight
And this is my goodbye
So blow out the candle
The bottle is dry
And these pages learn to think
You're not even worth my black ink revenge
I guarantee you'll miss me

I can't stomach this
I think I'm going to be sick
My hearts made of wick and you put the fire out of it
With the kerosene; chalked my feet
She smiled at me and closed the door, but not to sleep
This isn't making any sense
I was yours the night before this
And the smell of your sheets is the remnants of it

This is the last time
This is the last fight
Sunsets to sunrise
Morning to midnight
And this is my goodbye
So blow out the candle
The bottle is dry
And these pages learn to think
You're not even worth my black ink revenge
I guarantee you'll miss me

So I'm writing you out of my dreams
And you'll miss me I swear when I leave
Yeah, I'm writing you out
I'm crossing my T's
And I want back the necklace that I said you could keep
And you miscomprehend and I scorn you to death
My words are as strong as my last gasp for breath
Leave nothing behind
Not a trace or a crumb
And no clues to unlock how painful this was
And so I'm writing you out of my dreams
And you'll miss me I swear when I leave

This is the last time
This is the last fight
Sunsets to sunrise
Morning to midnight
And this is my goodbye
So blow out the candle
The bottle is dry
And these pages learn to think
You're not even worth my...