Coat Lyrics

There’s no warmth in you anymore
Now the lining in my coat stays torn
But what makes you so god damn cold, so cavalier?
Must’ve slipped into your veins
Got blinded by the fire
Chasing ambient light
I saw myself coming undone
I saw myself come undone as I collected all the shrapnel of you in me
Standing on the edge you we’re heavy eyed
Sleep comes in figure eights, a permanent flux
The kind that drowns you alive in downpours of temporary love
And it suits me just fine
Even if it never fills me up inside, I’ll make it work
I want your pain if it’s too much
I want your worst
So much it hurts
For what it’s worth it's all decadent fun and we’ll never learn
Swallowed a gun; the room starts to turn