You were hung on the tree where you wrote your name.
The love has changed but the cliche's the same.
But your death is dust.
Your lungs close and combust.
Your mouth betrays you so much.
Now there's no one you can trust.
You bled on the paper where you poured out your heart.
The eyes stayed intact, but the mind behind blew apart.
But your grave is grand.
Your grave is grand.
Your mouth's betrayed you so much.
And there was never anyone you could trust.
Twice I said third times the charm.
But what's the harm in going befour you're ready?
Steady...find your balance.
Five more steps.
Six seconds to live.
If life's a given, then seven! Seven! Seven!
Nine out of ten times the eight line never rhymes.
But you betray yourself eleven.

Lyrics submitted by ThisCatharsis

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