Skullcrusher Trace
Wasting another day trying to ignore my face
Conversation dies it's late
Sleeping in to get away
Facing myself again
Breathing out and breathing in
Looking pale and looking thin
Hoping I don't cave in
You're looking at me now but your gaze is hollowed out
You made plans to just skip town
Would've gone but I found out
Now we're sitting on your curb
Overcooked meal getting cold
Force my fingers into yours
Strangely I need you more
When you come over
You don't ask me how my day went
You leave when you wanna
But I won't forget
Tracing my face with your dirty fingers
Holding my place
If I get up will it be worse?
If I stay here what is that worth?
