Boy Gets What He Wants Lyrics - Singles - Versus The Mirror

it's hard to make these letters look as beautiful as you 

a word too soft, too frail to be uttered 

or be placed in your dreams 

my blood was an untrusty ink tonight 

with lips and hands that will never meet again 

please understand that these are the years 

and i just can't bare to see them wasted 

my blood was an untrusty ink tonight 

on the back of photographs 

these words fall short of our last goodbye 

when gold-capped irony 

brings the pain of light 

as the seasons change 

as the seasons change 

bottoms up you fuckers 

this is your last release 

your libations are undead to me 

bottoms up you fuckers 

this is your last release 

your libations are undead to me