A Pox, A Plague, A Poison

歌詞

Every word that spills forth from these lips is stained with the memory of every word you said And every move you made You're bleeding as you're breathing Slowly choking on the blood as it fills your lungs Your lips are turning blue Your papercuts are weeping gently Slowly soaking through your shirt Have you dressed them like they're real? Every word that spills forth from these lips is stained with the memory of every word you said And every move you made A handshake as we're leaving and a nod to say goodnight won't help you to suture every wound you make Do you sometimes think as I do: Always loud? Always loud but never truly clear until tonight? Maybe we're all just chardonnay casualties