Interpret:

Alkaline Trio

Album:

Crimson

I am waiting 'til there's nothing left 
I'm a prayer, all you see is breath 
I am empty, I am skin and bones, I'm a ribcage 
Well, I'm out the door with apathy 
But I'm coming home with sympathy
I am realized, I am shamed, I choose to stay here


You got a sign, so I paid the ransom
You felt sorry, so I felt the wrath come
Had a nice grip on my life 'til you twisted my arm
My arm 


There's a song I love so much I stole 
Every precious note I took, I sold 
Now I spit out words, do you see my lungs on the dance floor?
To a hopeless cause, I sold my soul 
A romantic plastic piece of shit you can mold 
Until I break into chokable pieces 


You got a sign, so I paid the ransom
You felt sorry, so I felt the wrath come
Had a nice grip on my life 'til you twisted my arm
My arm 


And I open up like the back of a book 
I ruin everything with just a quick look
And I settle down like a rocket explodes
Hit the ground, but how far out who knows


You got a sign, so I paid the ransom
You felt sorry, so I felt the wrath come
Had a nice grip on my life 'til you twisted my arm
My arm