Lyrics

I still don't know if I could see her... Coat of illusion, coffin lined with fur... And there's no reason to begin In this twisted shape I'm in... It's all wearing thin And it's easier now not to try Disappointment always finds its way inside... Happens every time Shards of broken glass are falling from my knees... Oh, what a color indecision bleeds... And we never got to go too far On the back porch where you are remembering... Can't go back again Sympathy might be an easy high Easier than asking why it all burned down Nothing left inside; now it's all a lie