Crystal Arms

I’ve licked up all your sugarcoating

I’ve spilled my blood on all your dirt

I hear the dead talking ‘bout the purpose

That we could change the whole white world

I’ll cut you out

Without regret

I’ll write it on your face

'Cause all good things

Come to an end

Don’t tell me you knew it better

I won’t be pretending it’s OK

The liar is already on his deathbed

Oh I can see just what you’re made of

I know you’re living by your own mistakes

Strip me down of all the feelings

All what’s left is a wounded demon

I always feel like I want to have you back

I spend so much time thinking about you

It’s so fucking silly

But I'm all about real magic though

If only you could see what I can see

All of that makes me feel like

Don’t you say I didn’t warn you

'Cause all I really needed was your shoulder

The toxin in my blood though, it’s never enough

It was never enough for the broken