Figure Eight Lyrics

I'll gladly force my hands through hearts on nights like this
when I've talked my way out of time
and spent my life sleeping on idle threats.
Catch as catch cant.
For a target covers more than a few lost hours and some small debts.
Forward thinking through bad dreams of worse names
and months of entertaining childish games.
Act your age or act alone.
Too many scars to put up with another glass house and toss errant stones.
Leaving one satisfies another.
A key in lock mentality kills another history