This Is Fuckin Tragic

We've come to feel so cold 
I can't stand waiting 
Here in your hand I fold 
To keep from breaking 
Down turned and wearing thin 
I put myself in 
Your shoes have left you broken,
blistered, bleeding, and bruised 

(I thought you loved me) 
Tonight 
I'd give you my life 
Just to die 
At your side 
I would give you my life 
Just to keep receiving that lost feeling 

Salting open wounds 
With words you can't help but 
Here is my last goodnight 
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight