All Birds Are Drones - Three Fingers Point Back To You Lyrics

Break down
A slave to the habit and melodramatic You're fake now
Pretend all you want but I'll say what I want to

I'm still a mess just the way you left me
Pretending I'm just fine
But I'm still not over this

So cut me open
Cut me down to size
Cause I've been wanting patiently for you
To come and twist the knife

Hey now
Psychosomatic
Defending the fact that you
Hate now
The things you become when you're dead on the inside

I'm still a mess just the way you left me
Pretending I'm just fine
But I'm still not over this

So cut me open
Cut me down to size
Cause I've been waiting patiently for you
To come and twist the knife

Just bury yourself in
Your own hell it's
Not like I won't end up there next to you

Just bury yourself
In your own hell it's
Not like I won't end up there next to you

I'm still a mess just the way you left me
I'm still a mess just the way you left me