Waste of breath
Falling stars no one will see
Misdiagnosed
I tried so hard to catch
What she was giving me
It still feels strange to [bad word] clean

Guilty as the burdens made me
Clothes all over in her room
Dull and never will be good enough for you

She can dance
I’m all wood and leather
Please mercy kill
I fear the softest feather
Pedals down [bad word] beneath these [bad word] feet

Guilty as the burdens made me
Clothes all over in her room
Dull and never will be good enough for you
Good enough for you

I need erasers
To take out these claws
Forget everything
Cause I was never your’s
Burn all pictures shred the documents
I can’t forget you girl
And that’s the only evidence

Good enough for you
Good enough for you
Good enough for you