Redefining the words you once said to me

I got left behind, in the bottemless pit i call me

Long week pull myself together

I lost the bitter taste of ash

She never listened to you before

What makes you think shell listen now?

Coarse hearts of resin stopped leaking

My fingernails grew back

No shotgun wedding

Just pleased that, the bride was dressed in black

We know what we want we can't have

So we look to our troops depleted

Prism lights, a new way, no blinkers

Ive stopped counting, the hairs on your head

Its on your head

Its enticing to sit and feel sorry for me

When my bedrooms rising

With wine, beer and old takeaways