Bullet

Can't help myself, keep thinking about the mess you made While the feeling grows, the feeling grows Thought you could run away without bearing the blame But your touch, it shows, your touch, it shows Back in the deepest corners and alleys of my mind I keep all my diamonds tucked away in peace and out of sight While the morning's far away I keep wandering through the mist Collecting shit you left behind, saying - ignorance is bliss Can't help myself, keep thinking about the mess you made While the feeling grows, the feeling grows Thought you could run away without bearing the blame But your touch, it shows, your touch, it shows No need for promises, you proved your talk is cheap Smothering the heads around, keep reaching for the peak Now the dark is coming in to gather for the ball I took the bullet for both of us, this time I'm the one to fall Can't help myself, keep thinking about the mess you made While the feeling grows, the feeling grows Thought you could run away without bearing the blame But your touch, it shows, your touch, it shows Your touch, it shows, your touch, it shows Your touch, it shows, your touch, it shows