Relient K
★ruffianch
Oh yes, I know this tension
that you speak of
We're in the palm of
a hand making a fist
It'd be best for one of us
to speak up
But we prefer to pretend it
does not exist
And you can't see past
the blood on my hands
To see that you've been
aptly damned
To fail and fail again
Cause we're all guilty of
the same things
We think the thoughts whether
or not we see them through
And I know that
I have been forgiven
And I just hope
you can forgive me too
So don't you dare blame me for
Prying open the door
That's unleashed the bitterness
That's here in the midst of this
Sometimes we live for no
one but ourselves
And what we've been striving for
Has turned into nothing more
Than bodies limp on the floor
Victims of falling short
We kiss goodbye the cheek
of our true love