yea i m buring faces and covering the tracks your eyes are so nice i want their focus and it won t be long til til you think twice of me we owe you nothing yeah the memory of a chance for you to be keeps me glued handcuffed to you no apologizes this time cause these lil guys numb my senses i have some wishes left and they re mine to keep we give bitch to the facts i accept i accept and it may not make sense but i felt your dead eyes these tears are on tap goobye i ll send the letter tonight and it s addressed to you ever want to punch that which you love ever wonder why you ve been putting up with that which you hate well you might know where i m coming from then 