Oh, the agony. She wears it well, just like the smell. It fits her perfectly.
She's dressed for sucess but beneath the seems, theres nothing but failure and shattered dreams.
Wake up, open your eyes. We're still caught in the same old situation.
And i'm tired of playing all of your fucking games.
We are still dying here.
We are still dying here.
Pushing your head down deeper, let the water fill your lungs.
I wont breath again. I wont breath for you.
They say that all the new beginnings has, has an end and this is where we fall short.
I feel the sweat running down my fingertips. All I taste is the poison from your lips.
This is for all the tears that i've shed, for all the months i've bled.
I wont rest until you're dead.
This is for all the tears that i've shed, this is for all the months that i've bled for you.
And I wont rest. 'Couse this is for all the tears that i've shed.