Testo: Emery. The Terrible Secret.

pave these streets with open arms it's always you we're waiting on the skin, the taste, the drug, the need I'm asking, telling you, don't leave erase the lines that we have drawn it's always you we're waiting on and waiting on and waiting on and on and on and on and on these are our words, we built these vows but all the letters of the alphabet could never spell it out these hopes and dreams that we tap through to cling to something that is bigger than the veil that tips at you wait wait wait, I don't wanna see wait wait wait, I am not the person anyone would want to be the perfect shoes with matching clothes it is the lie we're always told and nothing masks the shallow touch by saying words that cost so much while you're an addict to the need to find yourself a way to breathe the sex, the purge, the pain, the book to reflex feelings that we took these are our words, we built these vows but all the letters of the alphabet could never spell it out these hopes and dreams that we tap through to cling to something that is bigger than the veil that tips at you perfection, it's perfection but never quiet enough, and never could disguise the truths to make it stain the wanting in your eyes the morning that you've spent, but you're still an accident we are more than words that fill our mouths drink with us then tell us the answers that we need these are our words, we built these vows but all the letters of the alphabet could never spell it out these hopes and dreams that we tap through to cling to something that is bigger than the veil that tips at you wait wait wait, I don't wanna see wait wait wait, I am not the person anyone would want to be waiting here til you leave...