You left me paralyzed
No cure, no rehab for me
Funny that you got the nerve
To keep askin' me how I've been
You're the victor in this pageantry
But the only trophy you deserve...
Catastorphe
I'd rather we be dead to each other
No eulogies said for each other
No rest in peace's
The memory's got my chest in pieces
I'm prayin' that your eyes are the first to go
The way the looked when you smiled
The way they opened and closed
Then your nose
Every single breath against my neck
And then your lips
Every empty promise made and said
