Texty: Emery. We Do What We Want. The Anchors.

And it hurt just to touch
On the words I said too much

I was just a kid
I thought that I could not be caught
And much less by a moment
But the words came flooding from my mouth

Some things will never surface
They capsized so long ago
I didn't want to still be sinking
But the anchor won't let me go

Those things that we thought
Were never there
Those ghosts we brought
With us everywhere

From your birth you were born into this
Never knowing when the walls would crack
In your defense you were so unprepared
You said the things that you can't take back

Those things that we thought
Were never there
Those ghosts we brought
With us everywhere

I want to explain this
But nothing's making sense
There's poison in my blood

It claimed both of our lives
That world we thought important
Crumbled into nothing

Will words define me?
I am more than a moment
Will words define me?
I am more than a moment

That day behind me
But I cannot shake it
I am more than a moment
More than a moment

And the beauty left my eyes
I was standing there with the rest of my life
Knowing I would never be the same
Knowing I had changed

I had become more than what I had dreamed
The look of youth but with hands stained
The look of youth but with my hands stained

Tell her I'm sorry
Tell her I'm sorry
Does she know I'm sorry?

Guilty, guilty, I am guilty

How were those words in my head?
For somebody else, somebody else
I wish that I could have said
Anything else, anything else

I want to explain this
But nothing's making sense
There's poison in my blood

It claimed both of our lives
That world we thought important
Crumbled into nothing
But the bitter treasures' so elementary