Save Face

Maybe you’ll get some other dress. Maybe she’ll be all that you need. Maybe she won’t. If need should be to run to me, Save face. Slow pace. Keep it shelf space. Go f*ck yourself. Chase til you bleed. Wounds- lick them clean. Are you free? I pity you. Your road’s been rough, too. But don’t look so blue. You’re still kickin’ through. Still kickin’ through. Chase til you bleed. Wounds- lick them clean. Forget your dream. Are you free? You fucking mess. I wish you the best. I got off scot-free, And relearned to breathe. I relearned to breathe. I got off scot-free, And relearned to breathe.