Demonology And Heartache

So unaffectionate So insecure You claim to know, a thing or two about heartache And what it’s like, to have your insides pulled out And I believe you! I see it every time, your pallbearer’s pallor is Obscured by the darkness (The darkness) Dancing across your face (Across your face) And when the blackness veils, your eyes, in pain. I know what it’s like when memories make you wince And love letter read like obituaries And photo albums, are the books of the dead I need no reminders (No more reminders) I’ll forget the past and lay it to rest! If I had my way I’d cut The calluses off your off your breaking heart If I could get past the sternum Cauterize those wounds with every kiss I could give to you I’m holding your heart in my hands The reason it still beats! Am I being too cryptic? Am I being too obscure? Am I being too cryptic? Am I being too obscure? Love kills! Romance is dead! And I don’t even trust myself, but I love you! And you can pull my wings apart And pin me down under gla*s until the end of days! If it can help you discover that we share the same pain! I just hope you write your thesis before Your subject is dead No life after death! If I had my way I’d cut The calluses off your Off your breaking heart If I could get past the sternum Cauterize those wounds with every kiss I could give to you I’m holding your heart in my hands The reason it still beats! If I had my way I’d cut The calluses off your Off your breaking heart If I could get past the sternum Cauterize those wounds with every kiss I could give to you I’m holding your heart in my hands The reason it still beats!