I let you down in a highway town where the stars are satellites
While I stand I'll do what I can to make you forget those nights
With thoughts revealed on barren field, your heart was made of glass
And you keep cleaning that shattered mess of wounds bound in the past
You're falling and I won't catch you
You're calling and I can't hear you
You've left my arms bruised and broken with a ringing in my ears
This is your final last chance
To escape your child's love trance
It's high time, you've had mine, and now I'm running out
Self-deceit and body heat, these bandages don't last
I left you in that time and place I like to call my past
Was it sin to let you in? Did you get tangled, too?
In my chest an unwelcome guest: a heart still beating for you
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