Soft Touch

(Soft touch) Iced out or set aflame We've lost the meaning of in between Do I exile myself to get out of your brain? You are a glutton for punishment I am a conduit for pain Our hearts are bleeding, my eyes are fleeting My head's in outer space We will learn the meaning of arm's length just yet Cold shoulders shrugging towards a means to an end Lick the boot that feeds Fill the mouth that needs Carve my name in your soul then leave, then leave I spread myself too thin Weaving and weaving this thread with no meaning Pull a knot too tightly, and it's bound to snap Snap decision up and go, in the dead of night You're sleeping soundly so I go So smoke me down to the filter Wear me down to the bone Tie me down and tire me out, then just leave me alone Leave me alone