Spiral Stones Lyrics

Must have said a hundred times

How I'm done with your shit

But your bed's the bed I've made

And now I'm lying, I guess I'm lying in it

If I had all William's words, I couldn't list the ways you wear me out

And everything you say shows me you don't care

While I'm haunted by that church outside your window

The fucking smell of your hair

Every minute has been torture, while you've wondered if I'm worth your time

I wonder what would change if I knew from the start

That I'd end January carrying stones in the pit of my heart

I'm shackled to my bed, now I wish that I was dead

I've tried but I can't see a future where I'm half of me

You have made your choice, now you're every inner voice

That says I'll never be enough

Will I ever be enough