Last year's wishes,
Are this year's apologies.
Every last time I come home,
I take my last chance,
To burn a bridge or two.
I only keep myself this sick in the head,
'Cause I know how the words get you.
We're the new face of failure.
Prettier and younger but not any better off.
bullet proof of loneliness,
At best.
At best.
Me and you,
Setting in a honeymoon.
If I woke up next to you.
(If I woke up next to you.)
Me and you,
Setting in a honeymoon.
If I woke up next to you.
(If I woke up next to you.)
Collect the bad habits,
That you couldn't better keep,
Out of the words that I loved
The tree I used to lay beneath,
kiss teeth
stained red
From a sour bottled baby girl
And eyes the size of baby worlds
We're the new face of failure.
Prettier and younger but not any better off.
bullet proof of loneliness,
At best.
At best.
Me and you,
Setting in a honeymoon.
If I woke up next to you.
(If I woke up next to you.)
Me and you,
Setting in a honeymoon.
If I woke up next to you.
(If I woke up next to you.)
Me and you,
Setting in a honeymoon.
If I woke up next to you.
(If I woke up next to you.)
Me and you,
Setting in a honeymoon.
If I woke up next to you.
(If I woke up next to you.)
the best
Way to make it through,
is hearts and wrists in tact
is to realize,
Two out of three ain't bad.
Ain't bad.
Me and you,
Setting in a honeymoon.
If I woke up next to you.
(If I woke up next to you.)
Me And you,
(Honeymoon.)
Setting in a honeymoon.
(A honeymoon.)
Me and you,
Setting in a honeymoon.
If I woke up next to you.
(If I woke up next to you.)
Me and you,
Setting in a honeymoon.
If I woke up next to you.
(Honeymoon.)
Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics




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