Your Clothes

Hide away, things they say
I know you’ll end up blaming every single thing on me anyway
Fall apart, no one will know
I see you nervous when you feel me ripping at your clothes

Hear me, there’s something I’m afraid to hide
And my conscience could burn
A hole through my brain
A hole through my brain
And maybe
You’re the only good left in my veins

Follow me where I walk
I wanna take you to a place where we’re alone so I can hear you talk
Put your mouth right on mine
I wanna prove that I’m a total waste of all your time

Hear me, there’s something I’m afraid to hide
And my conscience could burn
A hole through my brain
A hole through my brain
And maybe
You’re the only good left in my veins

I can’t fix you, I can’t fix me
I can’t
I don’t need it, I don’t this
You do
I can’t lose you
I don’t want this
Take it away from me