In the month of May, your past began to bust open it's graves (in the month of May)
and our love became a dance floor for your demons and mistakes (our love became)
and truth it went the way of thieves, it stole your soul from under our feet

by the month of June I was tiptoeing around your gloom (by the month of June)
so I took my light and I shone upon your hiding places bright (with all my light)
but the woods were old and you were buried deep and I could not persuade the dark to leave

my heart could not hold him any closer
nor bend any more than it did
with ropes we set sail, in threads we land
thank you for the good times, damn you for the bad

by the month of July was when all my strength began to die (by the month of July)
and the only thing I hadn't tried was to pull your conscience close to me and cry (that one I hadn't tried)
but my tears were like the dew in spring and to you they did not mean a thing


the month of August saw us leave behind a love we swore we'd keep (a love we'd keep)
and I can afford no hope but I do wish that you find yourself through losing me
and I will rave and flutter with a broken wing
and mend me through this song I sing

Lyrics submitted by Elective Amnesia

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