Pestilence

Tell me that I don't believe in God again When I talk to her every night Remember when I said I'd never let you down again Well, I think you might have been right Tell me that I hurt your feelings again I just didn't think you had any feeling Holding on to every empty word I've ever said Is something I would never recommend But I'll have you know I did my best And you still never left your bed But we never went to church Because we didn't have the nerve to confess That doesn't mean we didn't try Everything comes at a price at a valueless currency And everything else comes from a place of jealous insecurity Pestilence I still think of you sometimes So independent, way too fucking independent Smart enough to see, but too stupid to comprehend Crying to the sky about why life must die and come to an end So I tried to hold you close, to tell you that everything was fine Then I felt your arms, cut from time To this day it still compresses my heart like a mine But it's fine You'll be fine