George Morgan Follow

In the back of your head
It's even harder to speak when everything you say
Just comes out wrong

Gutted like a pig, all you want is the world to bleed
Someone somewhere stole your desire
The pain akin', to being punched in the throat
And stabbed in the chest

You would rather bleed than be without her
Gone are the tender whispers dancing in your ears
Replaced with lackluster memories you cry
Your screams play in your empty room

It's so hard to see when your eyes are rolling
In the back of your head
It's even harder to speak when everything you say
Just comes out wrong

Your bed swallows you whole as the days bleed together
Torment on the lips of a loved one
And if you try hard enough, you can almost taste her
Feel her pass and scream, oh God why me

You would rather bleed than be without her
Gone are the tender whispers dancing in your ears
Replaced with lackluster memories you cry
Your screams play in your empty room

It's so hard to see when your eyes are rolling
In the back of your head
It's even harder to speak when everything you say
Just comes out wrong

In the back of your head
It's even harder to speak when everything you say