Lillian
The place I used to live made me feel like a touristI couldn't coexist with the cold and suspiciousWhen the last remaining light was starting to filterIt seemed the perfect time to step into the future
Your heart is a grave to be perfectly honestYour mouth's a smoking gunAnd you smile while you're twisting the knife in my stomachUntil everything is goneTake all you can from meI've got weak constitutionI'm led so easilySo easily
I left it all behind in the dead of last winterI left it all behind but the question still lingersSo long, forgotten friends, no, you don't know the differenceBetween love and submission, and I'm not that obedient
Your heart is a grave to be perfectly honestYour mouth's a smoking gunAnd you smile while you're twisting the knife in my stomachUntil everything is goneTake all you can from meI've got weak constitutionI'm led so easilySo easily
And she's trying to sleep it offWith her head on my shoulderAnd I'm trying to keep it outOf my thoughts when I hold her (Take all you can from me)And she's trying to sleep it offWith her head on my shoulder (I'm led so easily)And I'm trying to keep it outOf my thoughts when I hold her
Your heart is a grave to be perfectly honestYour mouth's a smoking gunAnd you smile while you're twisting the knife in my stomachUntil everything is goneTake all you can from meI've got weak constitutionI'm led so easilySo easily