An Exchange of Words and Promises
I have nothing to fear
At least for now
Why is it always me?
A victim in an endless cycle of loss
I'll bury my hopes and desires
Under the floorboards to rot
Sear the memories of the times when happiness was genuine and not a front
Why is it always me?
When I seek for change
Tired of the same routine
But no one will understand
An exchange of words and promises
As sharp as broken glass
I cut and reopen my regrets
I have nothing to fear
I have nothing to fear
At least for now
As sharp as broken glass
I cut and reopen my regrets
Spill your heart out