Coda (Ann St. Pt. 2)

Every choke I choose,
coda case of the true love blues
Tie me down or I will run
Tie me down and I will run
And each inept embrace
Spirals into a sick refrain
When two hearts are in tune
When two hearts are a tomb
And in your sordid glow
Your not the one who should sing so slowly
When your eyes move so fast
When your eyes move so sad
The only ghosts I knew
Were the pages I wished into
Some sad savior of yours
Some sad stain on your door
And what you scratched in dirt
The crumbling chords that compose your worth
When a spears in your side
When there’s blood in your eyes