You deserve better than a man
Who tells you that he loves you,
But doesn't give you a single piece of himself.
Sometimes I sit and ponder
How many times I've been that man to different women,
Too afraid to walk out doors for the sake of hurting feelings.
This is stupid.
There is an expression for the bad that's bound to come,
Ours is already downstairs,
It's been waiting in the living room
To gobble up all the semblances of our happiness.
He moves quickly, with no mercy,
For the feelings that have been spared for too long.
I don't love you, and you don't love me,
That's what I tell myself.
Self-described "power goth" band from Colorado goes maximalist with a strident album inspired by ’90s pop punk, emo, and alternative. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 30, 2023