(Soft touch)
Iced out or set aflame
We've lost the meaning of in between
Do I exile myself to get out of your brain?
You are a glutton for punishment
I am a conduit for pain
Our hearts are bleeding, my eyes are fleeting
My head's in outer space
We will learn the meaning of arm's length just yet
Cold shoulders shrugging towards a means to an end
Lick the boot that feeds
Fill the mouth that needs
Carve my name in your soul then leave, then leave
I spread myself too thin
Weaving and weaving this thread with no meaning
Pull a knot too tightly, and it's bound to snap
Snap decision up and go, in the dead of night
You're sleeping soundly so I go
So smoke me down to the filter
Wear me down to the bone
Tie me down and tire me out, then just leave me alone
Leave me alone