Thirty-One Staples

You watch me stand beside myself
I'm crawling in my old house
Our time has ran its course
Burn your love for me

Bury yourself in the ashes
Bury yourself in what you call tough love
You'll never know all the black I see
You'll never feel the staples of hard luck

Let me show you the side door
Blood on the walls of regression
Let me leave the light on
See my scars, skip a beat for a second

Enter the space where I keep
The spirals of the blade
I'm dying in my old room
I can feel the blood on my face again

Damned is the mind I hold
Damned is the mind I hold

Eyes bled
Twice dead
Each step is another regret

Wishing to fall like orchids onto the floorboard
From the crack of the roof to the hole in my head
Perfectly still for my best is lost

My only instinct is to let you know
The deeper I wish to go
Damned is the mind I hold