The Darkest Times

I wear the lies on my lips
I fill the whole glass of wine with
Your bleeding heart

I'm dressed for the darkest times
I bought the rules
I've got my plans
I'm getting old
I have no time
It doesn’t matter, but I'm getting obsessed with it all

Find me
Come back to life
Stay here
Bring me the rope

Fall down from the cliff
Run through the black beach
To the ocean
Call me if you can
I'll always be here