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Insanity for the Guilty
Lie to me
Again
Right before I lock the door on the stall
Like I'm trapping the shadows with a flashlight
Obliterated by third degree burns
Fill me up
When you're gone is when I'm in love
Leaving me spinning
Tell me I'm pretty
Beautiful
Fresh
Like you could ever mean that
Second chances I'll take them
Fake them
But you're the one that knows what's going on
All along
Fucking mastermind
When was I declared blind?
Or dead on site
Head drowning in the water
Where I let go of
Daddy's little daughter
Bleeding into the warmth of a memory
Where you so easily lied to me
Velvet tongued child
Hell on my shoulders
Heaven lost my heart
Brushing off a bruised backbone
Dorothy took the Tin Man home
All alone
Hand connected to the receiver
Blowing those nonbelievers
Think it's funny?
Laughing at my lukewarm attempts to lead you back
To where it's vacant
I'm low on rent
Spending every last dime on the one I thought you would love
Primadonna doll all glossed up
And I'm shouting to the clouds when I know
Only the devil's listening
Notch in the stone for every fuck up I moan
Counting up every last cut into my skin
Just to prove I'm not whole
Now I'm just
Deleted
Corner of my heart just died
Story time but the kid's are fast asleep
Shiver starts the trembling
Thought for hire
Lost unshored pebbles churned up on the tide
Say okay
But I always lie
Innocence gusted out by a barrage of tomorrow's promises
The misses I collect
High score on this game
I'm the monsters driving Ms. Pac Man insane
Hope with no escape
Bullet holes like wooden splinters
And I'm bitter
The one they scorn for being a sinner
Beggar's dinner turned to sawdust
Melted down by one touch
Into oblivion
Lost in the moments I forever
Live in
Again
Right before I lock the door on the stall
Like I'm trapping the shadows with a flashlight
Obliterated by third degree burns
Fill me up
When you're gone is when I'm in love
Leaving me spinning
Tell me I'm pretty
Beautiful
Fresh
Like you could ever mean that
Second chances I'll take them
Fake them
But you're the one that knows what's going on
All along
Fucking mastermind
When was I declared blind?
Or dead on site
Head drowning in the water
Where I let go of
Daddy's little daughter
Bleeding into the warmth of a memory
Where you so easily lied to me
Velvet tongued child
Hell on my shoulders
Heaven lost my heart
Brushing off a bruised backbone
Dorothy took the Tin Man home
All alone
Hand connected to the receiver
Blowing those nonbelievers
Think it's funny?
Laughing at my lukewarm attempts to lead you back
To where it's vacant
I'm low on rent
Spending every last dime on the one I thought you would love
Primadonna doll all glossed up
And I'm shouting to the clouds when I know
Only the devil's listening
Notch in the stone for every fuck up I moan
Counting up every last cut into my skin
Just to prove I'm not whole
Now I'm just
Deleted
Corner of my heart just died
Story time but the kid's are fast asleep
Shiver starts the trembling
Thought for hire
Lost unshored pebbles churned up on the tide
Say okay
But I always lie
Innocence gusted out by a barrage of tomorrow's promises
The misses I collect
High score on this game
I'm the monsters driving Ms. Pac Man insane
Hope with no escape
Bullet holes like wooden splinters
And I'm bitter
The one they scorn for being a sinner
Beggar's dinner turned to sawdust
Melted down by one touch
Into oblivion
Lost in the moments I forever
Live in
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