Traces Remain

Are you coming up to see me
With a loaded gun to my head
Are you coming up to leave me
Alone, alone in my head
I could think of nicer ways to let me down
I could blink and you'd be gone without a sound
(Run)
It's comical in places the traces of laughter remain the same
Oooh
This critical devotion is slowing down, the traces remain
Oooh of pain
You tried to answer me with silence
The violence lies in your eyes
You tried to tell me what I'm feeling
You're stealing the pride of my life
I could think of nicer ways to let me down
I could blink and you'd be gone without a sound
(Run)
It's comical in places the traces of laughter remain the same
Oooh
This critical devotion is slowing down, the traces remain
Oooh of pain
No luxury, no love, no pride.
Just canopies of pain inside
These enemies of love decide
From memories of pain ahaa
(Run)
It's comical in places the traces of laughter remain the same
Oooh
This critical devotion is slowing down, the traces remain
Oooh of pain
It's comical in places the traces of laughter remain the same
Oooh
This critical devotion is slowing down, the traces remain
Oooh of pain