Your Clothes

Hide away, things they say

I know you’ll end up blaming every single thing on me anyway

Fall apart, no one will know

I see you nervous when you feel me ripping at your clothes

Hear me, there’s something I’m afraid to hide

And my conscience could burn

A hole through my brain

A hole through my brain

And maybe

You’re the only good left in my veins

Follow me where I walk

I wanna take you to a place where we’re alone so I can hear you talk

Put your mouth right on mine

I wanna prove that I’m a total waste of all your time

Hear me, there’s something I’m afraid to hide

And my conscience could burn

A hole through my brain

A hole through my brain

And maybe

You’re the only good left in my veins

I can’t fix you, I can’t fix me

I can’t

I don’t need it, I don’t this

You do

I can’t lose you

I don’t want this

Take it away from me