Atreyu Demonology and Heartache song lyrics

So unaffectionate, so insecure

You claim to know a thing or two about heartache

And what it's like to have your insides torn out

And I believe you, I see it every time

Your pallbearer's pallor is obscured by the darkness

Dancing across your face

And when the blackness veils your eyes in pain

I know what it's like when memories make you wince

And love letter read like obituaries

And photo albums are the books of the dead

I need no reminders, I'll forget the past and lay it to rest

If I had my way, I'd cut

The calluses off your, of your breaking heart

If I could get past the sternum

Cauterize those wounds with every kiss I could give to you

I'm holding your heart in my hands

The reason it still beats

Am I being too cryptic? It might be too obscure?

Am I being too cryptic? It might be too obscure?

Love kills, romance is dead and I don't even trust myself

But I love you and you can pull my wings apart

And pin me down under glass until the end of days

If it can help you discover that we share the same pain

I just hope you write your thesis before

Your subject is dead, no life after death

If I had my way, I'd cut

The calluses off your, of your breaking heart

If I could get past the sternum

Cauterize those wounds with every kiss I could give to you

I'm holding your heart in my hands

The reason it still beats

If I had my way, I'd cut

The calluses off your, of your breaking heart

If I could get past the sternum

Cauterize those wounds with every kiss I could give to you

I'm holding your heart in my hands

The reason it still beats