Black Mold

Times get so ruthless But none as cruel as this I can't feel my legs As you sat beside my bed And said Don't tell me you're sorry Not unless you mean it And you don't Don't tell me you're sorry I don't want to hear it Just go This time, unlike last I ain't coming back He suggests a few more down the hatch Says that it could help this fever pass In one way or another ...You dirty rotten bastard You'll be happier than ever! ...You dirty rotten bastard Don't tell me you're sorry Not unless you mean it And you don't Don't tell me you're sorry I don't want to hear it Just go I run it back in my head Every now and then I remember what you said to me It was like a symphony back then But along with the wrinkles in your skin It aged, decayed, and ran its course And it just made the hard parts worse You sucked my blood And drained my life You drained the blue out of the sky It was sometime around Easter you showed up I saw your ribs through your t shirt stained in blood You said hey it's nice to meet you I got some shit to teach you But you pay up front There was this lightning in his eyes That conquered braver lives than mine I'm pacing as the light blinks red With traces of it on my breath You'll have to pardon my insistence But I'm sure you wouldn't want to miss this Well back in April The coffee table didn't seem so far away He turns me over Pats my shoulder Tells me everything's okay What a lie What a lie What a lie What a lie What a lie What a lie