Tourniquet

So i said my peace today and walked away from a battle I'd never win

Submit to my wounds. surrender my sword. it all seems surreal

And now as i watch the bandages turning red, i wonder, has the night come so soon

Days blurred into weeks and weeks blurred into months

If this really is our last goodbye, would you stop stringing me along

I hope you're better off with your nightmares full of artificial smiles

I'll make a mark on this world without you and I'll never look back

As the earth crumbles behind each step, I'll run clutching memories

But you'll surely cause them to wither and die in my arms