; porcelain

sat up for hours
thoughts of a lover
i'd probably never get a chance to hold again

all of my days spent waiting for nights
with her again
again

and i'm sharing a drink with a memory
and a laugh with an empty seat

do you still look the same
will you still look at me the same

cos i know that i don't
i've gotten so old in this last few years

and i'd rather be fighting with you than
sleeping here next to her

don't let me fall i'll break
what a mess i'll make
pathetic pieces on your floor
will cut your feet forever more

you're porcelain
such fragile skin

just let me hold you
i'd be gentle
i won't drop you
this time i'll be careful

forget for just one second
that this is not alright

let's drink to feeling nothing
at least just for tonight

stay for one more
pass out on the floor
like we used to do
it got so hot in your room

and i can't let it go
this phantom pain i'm feeling

and the hurt won't leave me alone
and i'm tired of sleeping with ghosts

fell asleep with your ghost
woke up with a headache
from a cure that's only temporary
and in the morning
always fails me