Lip Gloss And Black - Atreyu

If i gave you pretty enough words

Could you paint a picture of us that works

An emphasis on function rather than design

Aren＇t you tired cause i will carry you

On a broken back and blown out knees

I have been where you are for a while

Aren＇t you tired of being weak

Such rage that you could scream

The stars right out of the sky

And destroy the prettiest starry night

Every evening that I die alone

I am exhumed just a little less human

After all these images of pain have cut right through you

I will kiss every scar

And weep you are not alone

Then I＇ll show you that place in my chest where my heart

Still tries to beat

It still tries to beat

Aren＇t you tired of being weak

Such rage that you could scream

The stars right out of the sky

And destroy the prettiest starry night

Every evening that I die

Live love burn die