it's worth it (holding on)

he picked the lock right off of my throne
he let himself inside my home of thorns
he wouldn’t stop, condemned or condoned
now all the colours that I used to own

have faded white, to undertones.
it’s kept my sight, in monochrome.
while my lover’s biting down another’s throat,
these dead end places are all I roam.

you can send it in for sores to be sewn
but a stitch can't patch up all these broken bones
now my brother hugh sees a person he knew:
“you were such wonder, before you’re eyes of blue

faded white, to undertones.”
it’s kept my sight, in monochrome.
it holds me tightly, where I belong.
can’t let these dead end faces try to keep me wrong.

oh my lover, these lies you’ve loaned

have faded white, to undertones.
it’s kept my sight, in monochrome.
it holds me tightly, where I belong.
but I don’t care now, you can carry on.

undertones

I can’t recall any frame of it all
and I don’t wanna remember the drunken fall
crawling in the dirt, through your hurt
like feeling best is still less than what I'm worth
carry on in the sun
when there’s no where to turn

as I wait for her return, 
will she love me?
or leave me out to burn?
will she love me?
or leave me out to burn?

the cradle falls through the old alcohol
the filth that turns you another so brilliantly 
then leaves you empty dreams you once believed 
could get you further than where you’re currently
i never needed a friend 
i found a friend in concern

as i wait for her return, 
will she love me?
or leave me out to burn?
will she love me?
or leave me out to burn?

leave me out to burn

will she love me?

on and on she’ll go, on and on she’ll go,
just as mary goes around again.
a dollar for a ride, with nothing left inside,
just as mary goes around again.

as the night is spinning sheets,
the feelings always underneath,
if happiness is a trick for free,
then maybe,
tonight’s an empty guarantee. 

on and on he goes, he’s climbing up the walls,
just as mary comes, and mary goes.
a disappointing height, where nothing’s ever right. 
just as mary comes, and mary goes.

another day slept in defeat,
the feelings always underneath,
if happiness is a stick for free,
then maybe,
tonight’s an empty guarantee.

mary go round (short version)

your disposition was something new
sometimes red and sometimes blue
i cut my teeth upon your your charm
i let it tease me into harm 

oh can’t you see?
it should have been easy
it should have been easy
it should have been easy
to cease the sight of you

if I heard you died on the 3rd of July
it’d be so wonderful
it’d be so wonderful
see the open skies as you close your eyes
it’d be so wonderful
it’d be so wonderful 

oh wouldn’t it be?
oh wouldn’t it be so wonderful?

now please don’t get me wrong my dear 
but I think I’ve spent up my best years
with words you whispered in the past
how they’ve kept my present built on glass

oh can’t you see?
it should have been easy
it should have been easy
it should have been easy
to cease the sight of you

if I heard you died on the 3rd of July
it’d be so wonderful
it’d be so wonderful
see the open skies as you close your eyes
it’d be so wonderful
it’d be so wonderful 

oh wouldn’t it be?
oh wouldn’t it be?
Oh wouldn’t it be so wonderful?

it’s one in a million
to fall the drain I fell
not one in a million
that I’m better worse than well
it’s one in a million 
there’s not a hope in hell
not a hope in hell
but oh wouldn’t it be so wonderful?

wonderful

I wanna be sick just to be your lover
Baby we could share a disease
I’d wrap myself in a pink coloured plastic bag
So you can drag me down the street
And leave me feeling completely under
Your head splitting laughter
There’s not a better way I’d spend today
I’m afraid

Don’t leave me satisfied
Just keep me on my knees
My will is yours to take
So please blow out my sanctity 
Leave me in your lock
And throw away the keys
Coz I don’t really mind if you don’t ever care for me

I wanna be broke just to feel your choking hand rushing over my skin
So take me by the arm in hopes that you can pull me low
To places where I can’t hear the pin
Drop from my cold heart within
My affliction
My sad addiction
There’s not another hand I’d rather shake than my ache

It’s not of great concern 
If tables never turn
I understand my place
It’s underneath your empty burn
So throw your arms across 
The feelings that I’ve lost
And help to make believe your rain is all I ever need
My despondency

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