The Art of Sweeping Things Under The Rug Lyrics

So here's your new god, we'll ain't that just like you

When your damnation draws nigh

Try on a new facade, we'll ain't that just like me

When our conversations have run dry

She said I'll take the dull ache of loneliness

Over the stabbing pain of lost love anyday

Can't mourn a feeling you've never known

Can't fumble over words when you've got nothing to say, what can I say? I'm drawing a blank

Disappointment on your face, always feeling out of place, you say we're both to blame

We can try to reconnect but I'm a despair architect

The best years of your life I've stolen them from you

(Is it too late? I can't take this anymore)

Is it such a sin? Could we be happy again?

Just wishful thinking that you're so quick to condemn

There's no room for me. Are you happy now?

I dream…. I'm Wrapped in your arms but we still feel miles apart… always apart

Can we pick up the pieces?

Or just leave em where they fell…

I know you're struggling too but can you meet me halfway….

halfway to an earlier grave.

I feel like a coward but everything's gone sour

Like the taste in my mouth or the lies that I spout

How can I fix this how can I fix this or should I not bother at all

(I know you're struggling….)

and sweep it under the rug.

I don't want to face this but I'll never replace this, I'll never replace us

Ill just sweep it under the rug

Oh how do I fix this how do I fix it

You should have chose better

Now you'll have to settle

I'll just sweep it all under the rug