break myself...

i'm on fire.
and the day is feeling hopeless.
you'd see me burning but the burning's turning smokeless.
soon i won't feel at all.
no.

it's electric, the neon hurt inside your phone call.
the layered sadness and the madness it revolves,
bringing down the walls where you found me.
no.

well, i'm willing to break myself
to shake this hell from everything i touch.
i'm willing to bleed for days my reds and grays
so you don't hurt... so much.

and now i'm static,
as your sky is turning purple and gray.
i'm learning that the further that i crawl
the farther that i fall, is that ok?
no.

and you're in pieces,
as your world becomes a rainstorm.
you've got no shelter, i'm a thousand miles away
if you survive the day...

you say your leaving,
...say your leaving.

well, i'm willing to break myself
to shake this hell from everything i touch.
i'm willing to bleed for days my reds and grays
so you don't hurt so much.

so you don't hurt... so much.

never again will we fire this gun,
no. never again your the only one.
never again but you're already gone.

i'm willing to break myself
i'm not afraid
i'm willing to break myself
i'm not afraid
i'm willing to break myself
i'm not afraid

well, i'm willing to break myself
to shake this hell from everything i touch.
i'm willing to bleed for days my reds and grays
so you don't hurt so much...

so much.
so much.
so much.
so much.