OUR PAGE BURNS


Our page is burning
My hands betrayed my mind
I warned you not to trust me
Still you paced into my life

Will not wait for dawn
Scratch the minutes off
Scratch the minutes off
Scratch the minutes off

Mouth dry and a wounded soul
Open cuts
staples will come
Too late to talk
staples will come
I just want to be gone

This space is wrinkled
I fear the topic of a name
I aim to scrape this mess
Clarity has gone away

Will not wait for dawn
Scratch the minutes off
Scratch the minutes off
Scratch the minutes off

Haze suspends
Words can not be read
Four eyes are closed
Dawn's already come

Mouth dry and a wounded soul
Open cuts
staples will come
Too late to talk
staples will come
I just want to be gone

Will not wait for dawn
Scratch the minutes off
Scratch the minutes off
Scratch the minutes off