Our Sick Story


When we danced so pristine, and
knees deep in sin balls deep in hate i see your face
I see your face and it tears me tears me up
My mouth is full of love my head is held in shame

When you kiss me
Do you still taste her
Are you thinking of are you thinking of me
With your lips pressed tightly up against his skin
Does your body still scream my name x2

Hold your breath to keep it
Trapped with secrets
Til you die to come through with guilt
Still your blood is filled
When I see the plot twist coming
Would I check out the blood
Even if I was dead
You would never be off the fucking hook


Can you take it while i fake it x2


Cross your heart, false your heart x2