The Good Part - BLACKMAIL

Nowhere-face please believe me

We were lovers in a dream

Paint the daytime black

Just to see you once again

Falling ashes to feed me

No one less could forgive me

Come and fill up the good part

I’m feeling cracked when you leave

Hide myself under blank sheets

Sell my life to a thrall

But you’re missing after all

Falling ashes to feed me

No one less could forgive me

When the spaces fall apart

Yeah, it’s itching as always

When you give up the good days

Come and fill up the good part

I was striped when you were plain

Clean me up when I felt stained

Now you’re leaving a cause

To tell me it’s not my fault

Can’t believe that you leave me

Had a glimpse of your face

And the spaces fall apart

Yeah, it’s itching as always

When you’re missing the good days

Come and fill up the good part

Come and fill up the good part

Clean me up when I’m stained

I was striped when you were plain