Silence swept the side of the road,
like rain across a parade,
and your eyes were fixed upon me,
like the lord on judgement day,
take a bottle down,
and pour it in the street,
light it all on fire,
everybody that you meet

cause nothing is as hopeless as it seems,
but its about time that you wake from your dreams

I am not an angel,
on the contrary I'm quite obscene,
and when they dragged me screaming,
I held on with barred teeth,
I didn't want their help I sword,
blood vessels exploding,
and as they strip me down,
I lost all the feelings I had been controlling

And the only sound was your heartbeat,
on that cold fucking day,
I held you close in the parking lot,
and told you it'd be okay,
and as I looked,
from the sun to your slit wrists,
I finally figured out,
I had a brighter light at a lesser distance