So slick with that sarcastic slew
When your apologies fail to ring true
So slick with that sarcastic slew
Of phrases like 'I thought you knew'
When your apologies fail to ring true
I hope that he keeps you up for weeks
As ink remains
Of phrases like 'I thought you knew'
In the end I win every time
I will hold a candle up to you
Like you did to me
The tape machine
I can't foresee
Absence follows
Sour tastes prevail as you play back
Tracing the plot finds
While keeping me in hot pursuit
Tracing the plot finds
Skin touching skin
While keeping me in such hot pursuit
Skin touching skin
To singe your skin
Brace yourself, I'm bent with bitterness