lyrics
I've been wearing out my fingers writing letters, like I'm living in the past,
They'll never get to you, you say through champagne looks and photographs,
I'm giving you chances, but you never reply,
If I'm searching for answers I'm just getting by.
I heard you lie through your perfect teeth,
I let it happen, every night of the week,
I heard you lie through your perfect teeth,
Caught up, caught out, never sounded so sweet.
Fighting with myself is always better than anyone else,
At least I know my weaknesses, at least you're not a part of it,
With pictures and paintings you kept me waiting, you tied me into knots,
Thought I saw you with a clear aim, but I never had a shot.
I just wanted you to be the sight to cure these sore eyes once and for all.
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from
Demo,
released December 1, 2012
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