New Low
I can't count the times I've let you down.
It's been a while since I've seen you around
There's an x in the sky where your name should be.
But it's fading out.
I'm too blind to see,
that all you do is provide a new low.
But I've gotten used to it by now.
I'm used to asking questions like why, when, and how.
And now there's a hole where my heart should be.
Taking in deep breaths to feed this ecstasy.
We fell for eachother.
At least, from what I can tell.
But I bet it was hard for you to see from that high horse of yours.
You take people in and rip them apart without remorse.
I'm not going to be a buyer of what you sell anymore.
Your voice is like the sound of shattered glass on the floor.