Serenading This Dead Horse

Fall to your knees, fall to your weakness

It has become your standard

Consuming every word

Meaningless words form meaningless sentences

Where is the message? Or the progress?

I will separate the past from the past

I will not repeat the same mistakes as we used to

Shed another tear as I stab you in the chest

With pieces of your broken heart

Fuck your broken heart

Why can't you let this die?

Let this die

Similarities complete comparison (compare yourself to me)

To create the stagnant birth of this standstill, step back

Screaming your hymns of heartache

At the top of your lungs and in vain

This bandwagon's on it's last leg

How long will you beat this dead horse?

I have no compassion as a witness to your demise

Yes, she does bleed

Color me misery

Yes, she does bleed

Color me beautiful

Fall, fall to your knees

Shake the hand of repetition slow

Serenade me with a love song (bullshit)

Tragedy of emotion barely breathing

Yes, she does bleed

We don't dance anymore

Yes, she does bleed

I don't love anymore