Conceal

Bite marks on my skin I can feel em

Conceal em so everyone thinks that I'm living alone

But I'll see you at home

Messing with my hair in the mirror

Hoping I'll appear as something conventional

Instead of confessional

I know I said I'd be wrapped around your finger

Til the day that I die

I know that wrapped up in the wardrobe

There sits Bonnie and Clyde

I know that it's ok for me to stay

For the finer lines

But I'm still hung up on the strings of feeling

You will just do it again

So you'll just do it again

What's another night with you by my side

Another halt upon my timeline

Another distraction away from the action

Another segment out of my life

Another tool to sharpen my knife

Another reason that I can't fight

Another reaction for me to compact in

Another braindance up in my mind

Now there's bite marks on my skin I can feel em

Conceal em so everyone thinks that I'm living alone

But I'll see you at home

Just need more when my egoes on the floor

I try to ignore because urges leave you poor

Why cry any sort of person would slam the door

And yet you pry until your sore

Let your body heal restore

Then tell me was it worth it

Tell me if you're ever gonna fall in love again

Tell me if you're ever gonna pick up trust again

Tell me if you feel something other than lust again

Tell me if your actions ever feel unjust again

Tell me if you ever really wanna crave

Tell me if your heart is ever really feeling safe

Tell me if it's something that you wanna go replay

But I'm afraid that I'll just do it again

Yeah I'll just do it again

What's another night with me by your side

Another course that's changed your timeline

Another distraction another reaction

Another segment out of your life

Now there's bite marks on my skin I can feel em

Conceal em so everyone thinks that I'm living alone

But I'll see you at home

The lipstick stains I hid are revealing

Appearing as if there's somebody else all along

I guess I'll see you at home

Just need more when my egoes on the floor

(Night with you by my side, halt upon my timeline)

I try to ignore because urges leave you poor

(Distraction away from the action, segment out of my life)

Why cry any sort of person would slam the door

(tool to sharpen my knife, reason that I can't fight)

And yet you pry until your sore

(Reaction for me to compact in)

Let your body heal restore

(Braindance up in my mind)