I got boulders on my shoulders, collar bones begin to crack
There is very little left of me and it's never coming back
There are certain things you ask of me, there are certain things I lack
The beginning, we were winning, now we're just making a fact

What's it matter anymore?
You believe the lies I tell
There's no meaning to the words
But we still sing these songs well
And if we all left it alone
I'm sure it will work itself out fine
They are playing with the numbers
And we are running out of time

You're a killer and I'm your best friend
I think it's unfair, your situation
You say I'm changing,
Sorry, I didn't know I had to stay the same
Can we talk about this later?
Your voice is driving me, tt's driving me insane

I try to write you poems, but the words they don't make sense
The hand tries to grip the pencil, but the fingers are too tense
And I try to show emotion, but my eyes won't seem to wet
I'd love to tell you stories, but I can't remember how they went

You're a flashlight in a dark room for the loneliest blackout
You were all we had left after it all was filtered out
I'm turning you on in a dark room right before we both pass out
I'll turn you on when I need you, but the batteries ran out

You're a werewolf and I'm a full moon
And all your very worst enemies will be gone soon
I think you're changing
Don't worry, you don't have to stay the same
Could we talk about this later?
Your voice is driving me, it's driving me insane


Lyrics submitted by wolfsmouth

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