| - Pitiful And I'm not really all that shocked
To hear that you don't care and I know you'll keep it that way.
truth be told there isn't many a man out there who do
So why should you
I mean maybe i'm just a little scared that I might fall face first again
Nice to meet you, pavement how's it going concrete
When really are these the types of things that should be
Lying at my feet
The dirty wall's all stricken down
I'll scrub the words off until it bleeds because these things should be hidden away.
It's okay because I'll cry myself a bitter ending
Meet me on the top floor
And I'm flying through the door
Slamming it in your beautiful face again truth be told I'm losing my only friend
I hope you are the push that slides me down the edge
And softly slows the abrasions
because that's always what you'll do I hope I can still see you
I hope you see me too Standing over my grave you're beautiful so beautiful
You can't cry you're way too dry.
Crossing these oceans again it's the same steady boat that we're both in
Walk me home so I don't trip on the pavement
You asked me how I felt and I said alone and you said good, so keep it that way.
I don't want to hear your voice inside my head any more
You're beautiful you're beautiful you're beautiful
And your eyes could knock down a wall. | 
