Woorden: Heart In Hand. Indelible Mistakes.

I used to care, you were my oxygen, every breath I took, and now my lungs have seen better days,
I have to come to terms that you're not around,
I have to come to terms,

I wish you weren?t so cold,
It?s not my fault you're such an awful liar,
Your lust will come, back to haunt you,
Your lust will come, back to haunt you.

You stole my heart, My heart.

And even though you said you?d stay,
I had to let you slip away,
Even though you said you?d stay,
I had to let you go

Never thought I?d be the same, but I?m fine


I have come to terms that you are not around,
I have come to terms

I, am better off now,
It?s sad to say, I don?t fucking miss you,
anymore

Whore

As the sun comes up, you go down,
must have been a good night,

Goodnight, my love.