Testo: Alkaline Trio. Blue In The Face.

it's about time that i came clean with you
i'm no longer fine and far from running smooth
i thought that i found myself onto something new
one more line i repeat over and over again
'til i'm blue in the face with a choking regret
as i talk in circles 'round you on my bed
can't say i blamed you one bit when you kept it all inside
when you left that night
it's about time that you get sick of me
no longer fun and so far from interesting
i thought that i found me a cure for feeling old
just one more line to keep me sleeping loudly and cold
in disgrace with a shameful regret
as i talk in tongues to myself in my bed
can't say i blamed you one bit when you kept it all inside
when you left that night
and all that followed fell like mercury to hell
somehow we lost our heads for the last time
now i can't dream since i quit sleeping
and i haven't slept since i met you
and you can't breathe without coughing at daytime
neither can i so what do you say?
your coffin or mine?