Dashboard Confessional

I believe in clean breaks, I keep the old troubles away
But you're making sure
I was lying when I said
"I can leave,
This behind"
I need you to ruin me
For this, finally,
'Cause it's burying me
Now, I'm in these old knots
Each move keeps me locked away
With each new embrace,
I have tied myself up.
More tightly,
Into you