Shelf Life Lyrics - Seven Mary Three

Words keep falling from my mouth 

Trying just to slow them down 

Keep on spilling around 

Saying, "Why do you hurt me?" 

And if anger is my gift 

The only gift I'm fit to bring 

Then put me on your shelf 

See the wind turn me 

If it's the only gift I'm fit to give 

Then put me on your shelf, I don't want to live 

What's in that suitcase? 

A picture and a name 

Brought here from someplace 

Not brought here to stay 

She picks up the pieces 

Puts down the phone 

Yes, baby's not speaking 

To her angel anymore, no 

If it's the only gift I'm fit to give 

Then put me on your shelf, I don't want to live 

If it's the only gift I'm fit to give 

Then put me on your shelf, I don't want to live 

This way, this way 

My love, this way, this way, my love 

All of my actions are no consequence of you 

My love and affection just doesn't know what to do 

How can I love anyone else when I can't trust my?