The last time I was here
I picked this rose for you
The pedals now have wilted
As your kiss has become toxic
Restraints of common time
That we just can't seem to make
Appeal to us like broken glass
Through every shard we break

My body's made of clay
And you can shape it as you may,
Just as long as I can to
Wake up next to you
From this perspective I can see
The way that people seem to be
Imperfections always keep me here
Awaiting something new

These are the bloodied hands
That tried to mend...

If I could make myself seem smart
Just to uncover something more
It wouldn't give me any justice
Since you were nothing from the start
How could you tell me I was wrong?
When you can't tell me who you are
You appeal to me like broken glass
Through every kiss you faked.

Kill me as quickly as you can
Save yourself from the life that you create

Lyrics submitted by logantogovcentr

Shattered Glass & The Bloodied Hands That Try To Mend song meanings
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