Stitches

I want what I want
I need what I need
I want what I need
I need what I want
And I’m not what you wanted
I’m not what you wanted
No I’m not what you wanted
I’m not what you wanted
Let’s go…
Hell-bent on slipping away
I felt you slowly turn away
My thoughts go black it breaks my heart
I ignore your taps on windows still
I’ve become attached to where I fell
It’s true there’s room for you
Although we’ve still got miles to go
I’ve forgotten the places I used to know
This face gives smiles unjustified
I once was lost but I swear I’m fine
Until the ground holds me in its arms I’m true
And I’ll wait for you
Isn’t it obvious I’m a wreck?
I set these fires just for you
Isn’t it obvious I’ve calmed down?
I saved my breakdowns just for you
For you
For you
Ah, oh
I want what I want
I need what I need
I want what I need
I need what I want
And I’m not what you wanted
I’m not what you wanted
No I’m not what you wanted
I’m not what you wanted
I’m hell-bent on slipping away
I felt you slowly turn away
I’ve seen rock bottom
And it was love at very first sight
I’ve been asleep what seems like days
These dreams I love are just a phase
This life I loathe is in my way
- Obvious I’m a wreck
I set these fires just for you
For you
For you
For you
Isn’t it obvious I’ve calmed down?
I saved my breakdowns just for you
For you
For you
I felt you slowly slip away
Those cemetery eyes
These seven deadly sins
These forty days of night
Have severed all our ties
I am the seventh son
I have my father’s eyes
I am the setting sun
I am the setting sun
I am the setting sun
I am a loaded gun
I am the setting sun
I am the setting sun
I am the setting sun
I am the setting sun