The Darkest Hour

The knifes became dull,
The pills lost their effect.
And here I lye awake,
Almost wanting you back.

So tell me another lie,
I'll keep cutting till I bleed.
And maybe while I'm dying,
You'll finally see.

The shadows are staring me down,
As it becomes twelve o-clock.
You being around,
Was the only thing that would make me talk.

So tell me yet again another lie,
Thinking I'll play along.
Darling, with me,
Is somewhere you don't belong.