Still there is no hope in holding on.
So now I lean on you as I do,
One with the wind.
We were nothing more than a moment
Just a wish in a well
A piece of trash to pass on the road back home.
And I alone
Am only an island
Only a mark
Set in the center of an ocean
This ocean that is you.
On the shores where we both grew...
We built our love like castles in the sand.
But your greedy hands, your greedy hands,
Your tides,
Your lies eroded everything.
Well I don't wanna burn the bridge.
No.
I wanna burn the fucking town we built it in.
So i can be reborn in a city i once adored
With a clean slate,
New name,
New face,
Blank book with out a crease in a page.
And once again I feel trapped along side all this trash
I pass out on Harvard Avenue.
And as for you
You were never a trophy
You were never a notch.
Cause' my belt is not like the other boys,
The other ones that you took off.
You fucking whore.
We built our love like castles in the sand.
But your greedy hands, your greedy hands,
Your tides,
Your lies eroded everything.
I hope you know...
We built our love like castles in the sand.
But your greedy hands, your greedy hands,
Your tides,
Your lies eroded everything.
I hope you know...
I am done.
Done.
