Heart In Hand

Indelible Mistakes

I used to care, you were my oxygen, every breath I took, and now my lungs have
seen better days
I have to come to terms that you’re not around
I have to come to terms
I wish you weren’t so cold
It’s not my fault you’re such an awful liar
Your lust will come, back to haunt you. x2
You stole my heart, my heart
And even though you said you’d stay
I had to let you slip away
Even though you said you’d stay
I had to let you go
Never thought I’d be the same, but I’m fine
I have come to terms that you are not around
I have come to terms
I am better off now
It’s sad to say, I don’t fucking miss you anymore, whore
As the sun comes up, you go down, yeah, must have been a good night
Goodnight, my love