Thirty-One Staples

You watch me stand beside myself
 I'm crawling in my old house
 Our time has ran its course
 Burn your love for me
 Bury yourself in the ashes
 Bury yourself in what you call tough love
 You'll never know all the black I see
 You'll never feel the staples of hard luck
 Let me show you the side door
 Blood on the walls of regression
 Let me leave the light on
 See my scars; skip a beat for a second
 Enter the space where I keep
 The spirals of the blade
 I'm dying in my old room
 I can feel the blood on my face
 Again
 Damned is the mind I hold
 Damned is the mind I hold
 Eyes bled
 Twice dead
 Each step is another regret
 Wishing to fall like orchids onto the floorboard
 From the crack of the roof to the hole in my head
 Perfectly still for my best is lost
 My only instinct is to let you know
 The deeper I wish to go
 Damned is the mind I hold