Dashboard Confessional - Turpentine Chaser Lyrics
This paint has been tasting of lead& their chips will fall as they may,But it's not just my finish that is peeling,& it is not alone fleeing these walls.Well sooner of later this coldIt's gonna break& our hands will be warm again,But all i want is not to need you now.And sooner or later this coldIt's gonna break& our words will be heard again,But all i want are vows of silence now.This turpentine chaser's got kick& the rag that it's soaked in is rich.The fumes aide the pace of my cleaning& as soon as i'm done i am gone.The frightening factsWe've been facing our backsFor so long nowAre begging for eyesTo bear witness to lies& indifference.Now we're saying aloudThe things we've declared in our silence.The new coats of paint will not reaquaintBroken hearts to broken homes.