Every Day Is a Struggle

I was the chapstick in your purse, to keep you smooth.

I was the finger in your throat, to keep you cute.

My liver hates you for walking out on us.

My kidney's drowning in a pool of a long lost love.

I stole your perfume to spray in my room,

You will always be here.

So Much for the past year,

I poured it down the drain with all the alcohol and pain I got from,

Your Eyes, Oh Your Eyes.

I'm burning out my bedside,

And I'm rotting out my insides slowly.

I was the hand that held your hair back from your face.

Now I must forget the way you taste.

I stole your perfume to spray in my room,

You will always be here.

So Much for the past year,

I poured it down the drain with all the alcohol and pain I got from,

Your Eyes, Oh Your Eyes.

I'm burning out my bedside,

And I'm rotting out my insides slowly.

I love you so damn much; I'll even start to pray.

I'll put my faith in all your bullshit if it means you'll stay.

So Much for the past year,

I poured it down the drain with all the alcohol and pain I got from,

Your Eyes, Oh Your Eyes.

I'm burning out my bedside,

And I'm rotting out my insides,

I'm burning out my bedside,

And I'm rotting out my insides.

I love you so much, I started praying.

I love you so much that I started praying.