You splintered names within the fabric
Under sundered, starry skies
It''s evident, malevolence is hiding
Sweet within his eyes
And they say home is where the heart is
But my heart belongs to you
The crooked house, the winding street
The haggard beat behind the blues
And it seems stupid to be so afraid
Of words that no one ever said
Mistakes that no one ever made
A life that no one ever led
A ring that no one ever bought
A house that no one ever built
A lesson learned that we forgot
Another six foot hole to fill
And the beating of your broken heart
Is ringing in my ears again
These empty words are growing sleepy
Overpriced and underused
Do what I can, a family man
Is hiding sweetly at the fuse
To think that just one cigarette
Could make my world burst into flames
The crooked house, the winding street
The sleeping child without a name
And it seems stupid to be so afraid
Of words that no one ever said
Mistakes that no one ever made
A life that no one ever led
A ring that no one ever bought
A house that no one ever built
A lesson learned that we forgot
Another six foot hole to fill
And the beating of your broken heart
Is ringing in my ears again
i like how it all goes together all good n such!!!