Sugarcult

Watching it burn to your fingertips
Everything stings a bit
Dangerous silence surrounds you
All of the ashtrays and magazines
Recurrent love themes
Captured by time zones that hurt you
This could be perfect
It could be worth it
This could be perfect
If I wasn't worthless
Breathing in slowly
Hearts beating lonely
Damaged by habits that haunt you
All of the goodbyes
All of the goodnights
All of the nice try's
Left you in the cold
This could be perfect