Last year's wishes. Are this year's apologies. Every last time I come home. I take my last chance. To burn a bridge or two. I only keep myself this sick in the head. Cause I know how the words get you .We're the new face of failure. Prettier and younger but not any better off. Bullet proof loneliness. At best. Me and you. Setting in a honeymoon. If I woke up next to you. Collect the bad habits. That you couldn't bare to keep. Out of the woods but I love. A tree. I used to lay beneath. Kissed teeth stained red. From a sour bottle baby girl. With eyes the size of baby worlds. We're the new face of failure. Prettier and younger but not any better off. Bullet proof loneliness.
