For  the  Likes  of  You  -  Woe,  Is  Me

Leave  me  here,  biting  my  nails,  breaking  my  stride,  

I  put  my  faith  into  your  desolate  life

Happen  so  fast  that  I  won't  be  afraid  I  won't  be  afraid

Three  years  blessed,  I  gave  it  my  best,  it's  time  to  put  it  all  to  rest

Your  present  is  my  past

Through  my  eyes,  I've  seen  nothing  but  time,  forty  four  thousand  lies

Straight  from  your  putrid  mind

High  tides  drag  you  through  the  decades  of  nights,  

at  anguish  cause  you'll  never  know

Why,  loved  ones  who  turn  out  your  lights,  seem  like  they  care

I  am  an  island,  and  you're  the  tides  that  pull  at  my  feet,  

but  now  she's  shining  in  this  void

Aging,  forcing  my  nerves

Cut  your  chords,  count  your  chores,  stop  using  yourself,  

for  fruitless  scars,  just  cut  your  chords

Your  back  will  keep  breaking,  from  this  glass  house,  that  you  have  created

Hear  me  out,  your  heart  is  to  heavy,  to  heavy  for  trust

So  build  me  a  promise  and  take  my  advice  a  word  from  the  wise

A  fault  confessed,  I  have  redressed,  

she  feels  such  unrest,  so  pray  so  fucking  pray

For  tonight  is  your  last.