Spitting Glass

Falling six feet under, but we’ve still got tonight; we’ve still got tonight
& no tears that you cry are gonna make it alright
& I don’t have the strength to fight
I bite my tongue until my mouth is drenched in blood
You said you’d keep your promise, but I knew you never would
I’m through with hurting & fighting over this fire;
You’re burning your matches again
With every word you ever let go
& you will not get out of my head
(will not get out of my head)
Set this site on fire & we’ll burn all the words; we’ll burn all the words
Use your memory as a mistake that I made;
A lesson I had to learn
I spit this glass until my mouth is drenched in blood
& I’d like to say I cared but I knew I never would
I’m through with hurting & fighting over this fire;
You’re burning your matches again
With every word you ever let go
& you will not get out of my head
(will not get out of my head)