Sunshine, there ain’t a thing that you can do that’s gonna ruin my night.
But, there’s just something about
This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy.
Licking your fingers like you’re done and,
You’ve decided there is so much more than me.
And baby, honestly it’s harder breathing next to you, I shake.
I brought a gun and as the preacher tried to stop me.
Hold my heart it’s beating for you anyway.

So, what if I can’t forget you?
I’ll burn your name into my throat.
I’ll be the fire that’ll catch you.
What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don’t even want to?

Just give her back to me.
You know I can’t afford the medicine that feeds what I need.
So, baby, what if I can’t forget you?
I’d better learn to live alone.

What’s so good about picking up the pieces?

Caraphernelia – Pierce The Veil