Empires To Ashes
Dust And Memories
I found the words you wrote a year ago on my basement floor.
cheap teenage lines and i'm so glad that I don't need them anymore
and all the ink it bled to dirt and tore beneath my feet
as i watched the words they fell and burned through dust and memories
if you think this song is about you it probably is
he stabbed me in my back so I stabbed him in his
he bled blood insincere that fell down turning shades of black and blue
these are the final words that I'm wasting on you
in dark and sleepless nights I found my lines and savored every word
while you were sitting with your bottle and another weekly whore
you're so disgusting with mascara bleeding down your paper mask
that hides your true lies no I'm gone and I never looking back
if you think this song is about you it probably is
he stabbed me in my back so I stabbed him in his
he bled blood insincere that fell down turning shades of black and blue
these are the final words that I'm wasting on you
if you think this song is about you it probably is
he stabbed me in my back so I stabbed him in his
he bled blood insincere that fell down turning shades of black and blue
these are the final words that I'm wasting on you
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