Caress

My fingers caress your face

You know there’s not much I’d rather do

Still, when I look into your eyes I know nothing's right and we’re

Drowning in regret

I thought that we were worth the fight

Months pass by and you’re giving up on me

So what’s it gunna be?

So what’s it gunna be?

So what’s it gunna be?

My fingers caress your face

You know there’s not much I’d rather do

Still, when I look into your eyes I know nothing's right and we’re

Drowning in regret

This cigarette, it lacks all taste

An ash in my eye would do

It would give me an excuse for all of these tears

They’ve got nothing to do with you

Why do your eyes tell stories of lies as your lips mouth “I love

You”?

My hands on your face

So what’s it gunna be?

My fingers caress your face

You know there’s not much I’d rather do

Still, when I look into your eyes I know nothing's right and we’re

Drowning in regret

“I never loved you. I never wanted this. I’m better off on my own.”

When I wrapped you in pity your feet were still cold

When I bent over backwards my legs wouldn’t hold

All the weight on my shoulders means nothing in light of the vices

I live with and spend all my nights