Текст We Are The Emergency – All We Ever See Of Stars Are Their Old Photographs

The redness of his face permits
The truth his words won’t dare admit.
His sunken eyes are hid behind a darken lens.
Broken doors and thoughtless words,

She stands tall with strength not height
You can see the fists inside her eyes.
Now its time for her revenge,
Delivered acid tongue, god pity/help him.
She sits there in the aftermath
As the cars are driving slowly past.

Broken doors and thoughtless words,
The tire tracks on her dead lawn.
Feeble threats and loveless debts
Prove nothing when she still steals your breath.

She sits there in the aftermath
And listens as cars drive slowly past.
His final show, his lies
Had done nothing but cured her smile

(Her bruises fade from black to blue)
Over time they slowly heal
(You’ll think you’ve grown found love again)
When you break your own heart
(It will never mend)

Broken doors and thoughtless words,
The tire tracks on her dead lawn.
Feeble threats and loveless debts
Prove nothing when she steals your breath.