Bomb the Past

It broods and it bides Picks a date to settle the score It grows but it hides The heartless disarm A grin lacks the teeth of a smile The edge of knife perfume You can run but why hide You're only making it fun Playing with the barrel of a gun, son Trigger happy, always ready, 1, 2 Caught you hoping on a break again I lit the fuse to bomb the past Save your breathe inside a body bag Tip your hat and raise a glass Tell me how you get to sleep again You burn the corners of your eyes What's it take to wipe a memory What's it take to make it last A careless whisper A joke with no applause In a hail of holy fire A pound of flesh for the cause Lost in the wink of an eye A tear that sailed the ship of demise You can scream till the megaphones hoarse It'll still take your life You know most of us use loneliness To learn how to hide So make the most of it Go with it and save your goodbyes