Glassjaw

This once, this once, this once..
Are you going to run from here?
I'm dying to know if she died to me.
Take it back now.
Are you going to run from here?
I'm dying to know if she died to me.
She is not that strange.
She says goodbye some day.
My black coffee fantasy never seems to bother me.
In my mind I'm hoping I'll betray the sinners dance and fade away.
I'll fade away.
This once.
Dying,
(My godess and my gods)
And the blood taste was red.
Are you going to run from here?
I'm dying to know if she died to me.
Take it back now.
Are you going to run from time?
And die to me?