It's like loving a lion that cannot be tamed,
I snap at the thought or the sound of your name
Pulling teeth from my stomach,
You've been eaten alive
My blood fills your lungs,
My soul, your inside

My feet they stand on ashes,
From the fires that you've made
Burning bridges,
Just to save your face

If I say I wouldn't be hostile,
Could you say you would do the same?
If we're all made just a little bit broken,
Tell me who is to blame?

I'm sensing a feeling picking wounds of regret,
That left alone there's no scarring I'll dig & I'll dig,
Scratching & itching I'll keep biting my lip,
From this pain that I'm feeling,
Picking wounds of regret

A cut cannot heal,
Unless you leave it alone
I'll open mine daily,
Leaving bones exposed

If I say I wouldn't be hostile,
Could you say you would do the same?
If we're all made just a little bit broken,
Tell me who is to blame?

Standing on ashes from the fires you've made,
Burning your bridges just to save your face

Wounds of regret

If I say I wouldn't be hostile,
Could you say you would do the same?
If we're all made just a little bit broken,
Tell me who is to blame?

We're broken, imperfect,
We were all made the same
We're broken, imperfect,
We are all to blame