Hours lyrics

The stars will be your nightlights tonight
And I will be your lullaby
They dragged it up
And continued with the beatings

How you bleed
You could bleed forever
It burns and leaves the rope tied
It burns and leaves the rope tied

The stars will be your nightlights tonight
And I will be your lullaby
Another finger lost
What use do you have for those eyes in your head

You took and killed

And I wish it was
Sweeter the taste
Of your mouth
Because right now
It hurts too much to be
Closer than this
And with one hard look
I can tell
That you've had enough of these useless sunsets

[Chorus]
This could be a movie
and this could be our final act
We don't need these happy endings
This could be a movie
and this could be our final act
We don't need these happy endings

Killing you
Might be the only chance I have of recovery
And I know it's so severe
As you knew it would be
The punishment it fits the crime

So let's take this knife and run it down your chest
Does this feel like love?
Here we are waiting
So let's take this knife and run it down your chest
Does this feel like love?
Here we are waiting

The light looks good against
The bruises on your cheek

Dear friends of this academy, ohh
Romeo is bleeding to death
To see a friend bleed to death what for
Some kind of metaphor that I can't see?
So, I'll drink until I see it
This sky will make me sick
So, I'll give up on you
I'll give up on this
This sky will make me sick
I'll give up on this
I'll give up on you

Archers in your arches
Raise your fingers for one last salute

Forget the letters just sleep sound tonight
Pull back the covers without a fight
But as we dance by emergency light
I fail to swallow my tongue and I'm still here bleeding

So pull this switch and see my body twitch
As we dance on this memory
A light left blinking on it's own
And my blood is flowing
down through the machine
In hope and desire
They hope I expire

Turn off this machine

Why do we need this?
Who was it that said
That great things come to great men?
Well, that fucker lied to us
There's nothing here but a wasteland
And I can still see the graves of the dead
But it's useless
Most of us would rather sit
Than see this wound
That we have created
Let's not last the night
Let's not last the night

I'm sick and I'm tired
Of always being the good guy
I'm sick and tired

Scattered seeds and breaking storms,
Won't make a decent lie for you,
Naked and with every breath you climb the stairs,
Step by step and I don't need this,
I don't need to be saved.

Five steps away from this cliff top,
And birds sing their praises to,
To this weary world that haunts my weary soul.

There are monsters here,
And as you scream it makes no sense,
It makes no sense,

Scared to open up these eyes
See just what's inside
This tree is dead and cold
This house is not a home
Help me now
I'm dying here all alone

This is not a new game
So don't think that you know

Casually I confide
Awake and paralyzed
Forever in one word
Forever is the longest time
It's the only cure
I'm not sure I'll survive

This is not a new game
So don't think that you know

Just to say we're sorry,
For the black eyes and bleeding lips.
And it's hard to forget
How many lies we've told.

Or how old we'd grow,
Before I said goodbye.
So let's scrape our knees on the playground.

It's not your fault,
You feel okay.
It's too late in the day.
It's not your fault,
You feel betrayed.
You can't come out to play.

I never listened to a word you never said.

You are bleak
You are beautiful
No matter what they say
In this light
Tired childish games
Swept us all away

Singing it out,
Singing it out for all of us
Singing it out,
Singing it out for all of us

This is strange
This is wonderful
It's grip chokes us all
It takes time
More than we have
So what have we done?

Singing it out,
Singing it out for all of us
Singing it out,

Hello?

And there's the rub,
And we can talk for a while,
But I have sweet nothings to say,
You don't want me anyway
You don't want me anyway
So why?
Why should I stay?

So goodbye to you and your life
Your new best friends
Your confidence
And I'll be here when you get home

Sitting half way
Away from nowhere,
Praying for lips to touch
Holding myself,
For a second
Just to catch you smile

Why do we need this
Who was it that said great things come to great men
Well that fucker lied to us
There's nothing here but a wasteland
And I can still see the graves of the dead
But it's useless
Most of us would rather sit
Than see this wound
That we have created
Lets not last the night
I'm sick and I'm tired of always being the good guy
Senseless and I'm not sure why