Bled Across the Wire

Burned the years

Into these ashen whispers

[?], acrid smoke

Chokes my lungs

So careless with the friends we're given

So quick to reject forgiveness

Suffering to claim back time

And to think i believed in this

Burned the years

Into ashen whispers

Loving

Crying

Dying

We play our parts

We play our parts

Words days' [?] blood and tears

Shed upon the rooftops of this city

Time and time again

Until we're gone

Until it's over

Portraits, scars, and memories

Keepsakes of what used to be

My love bled across this infinite wire and

What it meant

I wish you knew

Bonds grow cold

And time flies by

Love and energy

It's been wasted

Does this mean anything to you?

Are you still confused?

All we do is build a wall between us