Chapter 13

And my heart hangs from this noose, like your footsteps in crowded rooms
Filled with sweet scents of autumn blooms, is this what you imagine?
Catch a glimpse from her empty stare, hidden eyes behind her auburn hair
Catch my breath for the smoke to clear and it's just as it should be

My best-laid plans will build and break your heart
Her guilty hands tear my whole world apart
My mind keeps racing, she's softly dreaming
I'm scraped and sober, but there's no one listening

And we'll wake up in vacant rooms, pull you close to my aching skin
Broken glass on the porcelain, is this what you imagine?
We'll forget what we used to say and our lives won't mean anything
Pull me close as I drift away and it's just as it should be

My best-laid plans will build and break your heart
Her guilty hands tear my whole world apart
My mind keeps racing, she's softly dreaming
I'm scraped and sober, but there's no one listening

And we'll both take our revenge
But we still won't feel any better
And we both take our revenge
But we still don't feel any better

And we'll both take our revenge, but we still won't feel any better
And we both take our revenge, but we still don't feel any better
And we'll both take our revenge, but we still won't feel any better
And we both take our revenge, but we still don't feel any better
I'm scraped and sober, but there's no one listening
I'm scraped and sober, but there's no one listening
I'm scraped and sober, but there's no one listening (Feel any better)
I'm scraped and sober, but there's no one listening to me at all