Sanoja: Senses Fail. Still Searching. Every Day Is A Struggle.

I was the chap stick in your purse, to keep you smooth
I was a finger in your throat, to keep you cute
My liver hates you for walking out on us
My kidney?s drowning in a pool of a long lost love

I stole your perfume to spray in my room
You will always be here

So much for the past year
I poured it down the drain with all the alcohol and pain I got from
Your eyes, oh, your eyes
I?m burning out my bedside, and I?m rotting out my insides slowly

I was the hand that held your hair back from your face
Now I must forget the way you taste

I stole your perfume to spray in my room
You will always be here

So much for the past year
I poured it down the drain with all the alcohol and pain I got from
Your eyes, oh, your eyes
I?m burning out my bedside, and I?m rotting out my insides slowly

I love you so damn much, I?ll even start to pray
I?ll put my faith in all your bullshit if it means you?ll stay
I love you so damn much, I?ll even start to pray
I?ll put my faith in all your bullshit if it means you?ll stay

So much for the past year
I poured it down the drain with all the alcohol and pain I got from
Your eyes, oh, your eyes
I?m burning out my bedside, and I?m rotting out my inside
I?m burning out my bedside, and I?m rotting out my insides

I love you so much, I started praying
I love you so much that I started praying
I love you so much, I started praying
I love you so much that I started praying