Framce

Yeah i'm burning faces, and covering the tracks your eyes are so nice, i want their focus and it won't be long 'til, 'til you think twice of me we owe you nothing yeah the memory of a chance for you to be... keeps me glued, handcuffed to you no apologies this time, cuz these guys numb my senses i have some wishes left and they're mine to keep we give birth to the facts, i accept, i accept and it may not make sense, but i felt your dead eyes these tears are on tap goodbye, i'll send the letter tonite, and it's addressed to you