These Days

"Don't do that," you said, "love me instead," the apple rots inside
Baked into a lie, preserve the high, you found that smoking gun

These days it don't take so long, 'til you feel so low, til I feel so wrong
These days it don't take so long, 'til I feel so low, til I feel so wrong

"Won't do that," you said, bullet cherry red, my bloodshot valentine
Mama's recipe didn't call for me, go ahead, take aim, I'll run (bang!)

These days it don't take so long, 'til you feel so low, til I feel so wrong
These days it don't take so long, 'til I feel so low, til I feel so wrong

Getting out of here won't kill me, I'll do it again like I've done it before
These days nothing can touch me, with my heart wearing armor
And dragging that sword around this empty house
cross the floorboards you won't hear a sound, no
Getting out of here won't kill me, I've done harder things before

These days it don't take so long, 'til you feel so low, til I feel so wrong
These days it don't take so long, 'til I feel so low, til I feel so wrong