She said I look poetic when I'm staring into nothing (staring into nothing)
We've bled and I'm forgetting that I should have ended something (should have ended something)
Reminded me of someone and I can't help but look
Devil on my shoulder keeping score of what I took
Bought me for a line
I bought it for a song
Failure by design
Who's gonna be me when I'm gone
Your voice makes my skin crawl
Your touch gets me high
I wanna look you in the eyes
Even if it melts my insides
Your voice makes my skin crawl
Your touch gets me high
I wanna look you in the eyes
Even if it melts my insides