Astoria

Astoria, I'm warning you Not ready yet, not for you Don't want to know my darkest lows My blackest pitch, murder of crows Feels far from home close to the veil Goodbye mother's fairy tale Never after will suffice When star-crossed lovers take their life Now here again, a harlequin Kaleidoscope in spite of when Top of the world To lowest worth From blackest pearl to slow rebirth Don't remind me what the price is When left to my own devices Cause I'll find out in all due time What happens to never say die I'll see whatever doesn't make me stronger kills me But it's gonna be a long year Till the hospital can find hope in me Tell me I survive Do I survive you Astoria Tell me I survive Do I survive you Astoria? Do you know everything happens It happens in threes A fever blur through names obscured And speech is slurred What's another bridge burned? I'm on my own You came alone All dressed up in bad news I know you've been hurt too This would be the wrong move And maybe we should leave soon You can lay with me while you think of him Drown our sorrows deep in each other's skin I touch your face while I think of her I won't raise my lips to the way we were Bite my neck while you say his name I will scratch your back to forget her face Our regret is sweet through a soft liquor We can raise our lips to the way we were On a good day I'm the bad news For the wrong girl with the right wounds On a bad day I'm the good news To the wrong girl with the right wounds Hey, ever just say fuck it? Maybe I'll drink it all away in buckets Oh, hey, might as well say fuck it I want to hurt myself till I love it I shoulda known you're not alone When you take somebody home And the little deaths Are a little less even if just for a moment On a good day I'm the bad news To the wrong girl with the right wounds On a bad day I'm the good news To the wrong girl with the right wounds Aye, let's all say fuck it I'm gonna make my mother so proud of it Hope fades away in Astoria I'll see whatever doesn't make me stronger kills me But it's going to be a long year Till the hospital might find hope in me Astoria Astoria Let the melody save me Astoria Let the melody save me Astoria The quid pro quo's that will compose From esoteric to common prose Astoria