such.a.shame (Smoking Lounge Redux)

And even the prettiest of people have the ugliest of moments Spent on the stairways alone You bury me in the deepest lake and strap cinder to my feet I'll overturn the tides as you just bury me So once I sink low enough And all the fibres start to part You let your false words retract themselves And the canvas fix the art You hold your breath for steady aim To use me as a barricade You courtier the child's gamеs Eyes are glazed and fillеd with shame I think that I moved on too soon I'm just left here with my thoughts gripped on losing you You're dying here with open palms Final thoughts, dead in her arms I think that I moved on too soon So cover up and help me quit I watched you scratch beneath the surface So much you made a home So much you made a home So much you made a home So much you made a home Caught in a steady aim To use me like a barricade I think that I moved on too soon Just left here with my thoughts Warning shots on you Dying here with open palms Final thoughts, dead in her arms I think that I moved on too soon On too soon