Ellipsis - Fine Fine Titans

Stacking hearts like bones in a prison cell

Keep your ear to the wall and wait for the sound

Her ghost is calling, you wait every night

For the same feeling you felt in flight

I waited for you and hoped you’d fly for me

But you claimed you were too afraid of heights

Those lies that slide right

Through your tongue and teeth

May set you free this time

But in your sleep, they’ll be counting

The infidelities you keep

So hold your head up

And count your blessings

And just keep hiding your

Red hands, red hands

You’ve mastered a plan to get clean

But your dirty hands

They won’t catch me

Won’t catch

Won’t catch

Won’t catch

My fractures have torn and ruptures adorned

With words suppressed and hung to dry

We’ve lost every last syllable that once strung

Together each thought of you and I

But oh that misery, she loves her company

So have your way with me this time

But never again will I let your red hands

Destroy this heart of mine

Red hands, red hands

You’ve mastered a plan to get clean

But your dirty hands

They won’t catch me

Won’t catch

Won’t catch

Won’t catch

You won’t catch me

You won’t catch

Just let me bleed

You won’t catch me

You won’t catch me

You won’t catch me

You won’t catch me, me

Her ghost is calling

You wait every night, wait every night

For the same feeling

You felt in your flight, felt in your flight

I waited for you

And hoped you fly for, hoped you fly for

You claimed you were too

You were too afraid of those heights

You won’t catch me

You won’t catch

Me