​such.a.shame (Smoking Lounge Redux)

And even the prettiest of people have the ugliest of moments
Spent on the stairways alone
You bury me in the deepest lake and strap cinder to my feet
I'll overturn the tides as you just bury me

So once I sink low enough
And all the fibres start to part
You let your false words retract themselves
And the canvas fix the art
You hold your breath for steady aim
To use me as a barricade
You courtier the child's gamеs
Eyes are glazed and fillеd with shame

I think that I moved on too soon
I'm just left here with my thoughts gripped on losing you
You're dying here with open palms
Final thoughts, dead in her arms
I think that I moved on too soon

So cover up and help me quit
I watched you scratch beneath the surface
So much you made a home

So much you made a home
So much you made a home
So much you made a home

Caught in a steady aim
To use me like a barricade

I think that I moved on too soon
Just left here with my thoughts
Warning shots on you
Dying here with open palms
Final thoughts, dead in her arms
I think that I moved on too soon
On too soon