Surgery - Words Like Daggers

Even if it tastes like the saltiest ink

Tear me a piece of the page to read

Just to make sure you know

Every ounce of pain I’ve gone through

I’ll hide behind the mirror

You’ll see me like a ghost appeared

I’ve stood beside the moon

And I’ve seen that look of fear in you

My dear, I’ve held your face in my minds eye

And I know why it’s shown white

Make believe we’re not stuck in between

A fool’s hand in this surgery

Sing through this poetry (Sing through this poetry)

Even if it tastes like the saltiest ink

Tear me a piece of the page to read

Just to make sure you know

Every ounce of pain I’ve gone through

Slim chance you’ll get another chance

As your faults are so persistent

I smile as I watch you carelessly make your last mistake

It just goes to show below the belt

It makes sense me now, you’re bent on letting go

What’s left within the plot?

Is this all for naught?

How could I try to see eye to eye with this hazy light?

Sing through this poetry (Sing through this poetry)

Even if it tastes like the saltiest ink

Tear me a piece of the page to read

Just to make sure you know

Every ounce of pain I’ve gone through

I’m just saying that I wouldn’t see this through for you

Slowly show me the worst way you go out