Violins

I am just another fool
And I have to keep telling myself
That I am just an hypocrite
And I have to keep calling you one
And I forgot to bite my tongue
As my assumption is the mother of all mistakes
So I assume the role
Open my mouth
And clumsy words escape
So why you want to be there
When you could be here
You are slipping away
I awake with your replacement
A bottle in my grasp
In a unfamiliar place
Because you put me out
The butt of a sick joke
Into this ashtray life
As you come and go
Cause I forgot to service you
And we broke down
And you can’t live with my mistakes
Well I assume false grace
Open my arms
And grasp at something true
How are you
How have you been
Girl I miss you
Wanna see you again
How are you
Want to be there
When you could be here
Girl, you are slipping away
I bring out the worst in you
And you try to let me know
You bring out the worst in me
Anxiety, anxiety
I’m trying to let you go
You say I’m giving you the creeps
So I assume the role
Open my claws
And grasp for your heart
How are you
How have you been
Girl I miss you
Wanna see you again
Into you
Like a mortal stake
So vindictive
Your love’s slipping away
Violins
Into this ashtray life
Violins
The butt of your sick joke
Violins
I’m trying hard to let you go
Violins