this guilt hangs around your neck like portraits on walls
i swear i can't recall the last time i saw you smile, it's been a while
run away
cause this makes no sense
with hollow hands kissed by hollow lips
run away
cause you've seen him cry
you've cut apart his heart with your knife
hollow, hollow, hollow
just like you're pretty, pretty, now breath
now i've said too much again
with hollow lips touching hollow hands
over time this will end
oh, is this wrong
we knew this all along
sometimes my life has got me down
but guilt beats hate and you turn it all around
sometimes my life has got me down
but guilt beats hate, now you've won
