Eleanors Fault Here's Youre Rope Back I'm Done Hanging
the dust left beating in my chest
has filtered through my ribcage
and now rests upon my palms
so hear these my last whispered words
but dont let me be buried
with your blade still in my back
the subject of love
has withered away to nothing
i dont believe in you
now i unleash my voice
will you stand and defy me or shatter and fall
i can feel your heart breaking so feel my heart beating
so feel my heart
i cant forget the hate
that burns consuming everything
that i ever loved about you
trapped and tortured ive prevailed
strangled by my own entrails
left to hang here all alone
in the dark
i hate everything about you
