Tiny Little Houses
Heavy Heavy
Last night at the party I withdrew to my shell
Didn't have the courage but it stung like an eel
If we got together I would mess it up still
Knowing you won't need me in the morning, it's so unreal
I just can't forget no matter how hard I try
And God I love the way your mouth looks when it smiles
They say it gets better if you give it some time
But what's the point in living if you're already dead inside
I'm pathetic
I'm pathetic
I'm pathetic
Last night walking backwards I was under your spell
Your unholy power feels like Heaven and Hell
Maybе you're an angel doomed with еveryone else
Maybe suffering's the only way I can save myself
Every time I look at you I know it's a sin
I should tear my eyes out, disassemble my limbs
Better for my body than my soul to be pitched
Down into the fire where the people are weak and switched
I'm pathetic
I'm pathetic
I'm pathetic
I think you could be a horseman, apocalypse riding
Judging the silent, leading the dead
Your prettiness is a poison, it's heavy like [?]
It's clouding my judgement, the fog in my head
I swear I keep getting visions
My world keeps on ending
The stars are all falling around you
And me too
It's all heavy
It's all heavy
It's all heavy
It's all heavy