drop zone

i need my fix     you're the most     beautiful excuse     to make me sick     harder to kick     than the rocks you throw at me     itching and waiting     in my sweat filled sheets     blacked out my eyes     so i can't look back     to see what I'm missing     too many miles     that you keep putting between us     too many times     you've had to earn back my trust     too many lies     my heart has turned to dust     but that's my crime     yeah, that's my crime     i know it's hard to relate     to the blade in my hand     and that bird around your neck     best to take this as it is     and let me cut away the pest     cause it's about to be     as it always was     the albatross that you tried to say was a dove     too many smiles     my face is frozen in place     too many lines     it's hard to keep straight today     so many times     i gave into everything for you     but, that's your crime yeah, that's your crime