Violins

I am just another fool
And I have to
Keep telling myself that
I am just a hypocrite
And I have to
Keep calling you on
'Cause I forgot to bite my tongue
And my assumtion
It is the mother of all mistakes
But I assume the role
Open my mouth
And clumsy words escape
So why ya, wanna be there?
When you could be here?
You are slippin' away...
I awake to your replacement;
A bottle in my mouth
In an unfamiliar place
'Cause you put me out
The butt of a sick joke
Into this ashtray life
As you come and go
'Cause I forgot to service you
And we broke down
And you can't live with my mistakes
But I assume false grace
Open my arms
And grasp for something true
How are you, how have you been?
Girl, I miss you
Wanna see you again
Oh why ya, wanna be there?
When you could be here?
You are slippin' away...
I bring out the worst in you
And you try to let me know
You bring out the worst in me;
Anxiety
Anxiety
I'm trying hard to let you go
But...
You say I'm giving you the creeps
But I assume the role
Open my claws
And grasp for your heart
How are you, how have you been?
Girl, I miss you
Wanna kill you again
Into you
Like a mortal stake
So vindictive...
Girl, I'm slipping away...