I forgot the words, i know. But i tried to reach you with my hands I spilled the wine over the table Realizing you were never there Mistakes were made and i was late I guess that i should have known When a shark looks for his pray Its hard to let go and go away Cuz a hunter never gets late But im well aware of my constraints Im no hunter and thats a shame
Dress the nights With costumes made of regrets Helps me pass the time Every time i look back Drag my body to the nearest bed And let me drown Just one more time Tomorrow ill be gone, ill be fine
Fill the blanks with words Cuz actions are no longer fair Ive missed the chance to give it all Instead i no longer care I sail the ocean haunting the living Counting the days until the flame burns out. Regrets can fuel the fire but this blood never run out!