Forget Me Not - Livealie

Forget Me Not

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Forget me, forget-me-not

I'm lost in a meadow where all our memories go to rot

Forgive me, forgive me not

No more a sinner than a saint, oh, what a sorry state

Raised up in the shadows where the light couldn't reach

Force-fed the fruits of another belief

Tongue-tied by subtle lies

These crossed eyes could never seem to walk along the dotted lines

Was I just a martyr?

A figure of speech?

A loose end to your thread

That can't mend the heart that you wear on your sleeve?

Oh, what a shame

That I bear the mark of another's hate

I was never to blame

Left to wander alone for eternity

You don't deserve to share the air I breathe (the air I breathe)

Buried six feet deep, screams don't mean a thing

These wounds were cut too deep (cut too deep)

I was bleeding on your floor, acting as if you're worth dying for

It's hard to find the good that's left in me

Your tears don't mean a thing

It's hard to find the good that's left in me

You're not worth dying for

As I walk through the valley of night

I make a deal with the devil and take my own life

Dark omens, they follow me

Cursed by the sycamore tree

The roots beneath my feet leach onto my soul

Drawing blood from a stone

Oh, what a shame

That I bear the mark of another's hate

You do not deserve to share the air I breathe (the air I breathe)

I'm buried six feet deep, screams don't mean a thing

These wounds were cut too deep (cut too deep)

I was bleeding on your floor, acting as if you're worth dying for

Forget me, forget-me-not

I'm lost in the meadow, where all our memories go to rot

Forgive me, forgive me not

No more a sinner than a saint, oh, what a sorry state

Forget me, forget-me-not

I'm lost in the meadow, where all our memories go to rot

Forgive me, forgive me not

No more a sinner than a saint, oh, what a sorry state

You don't deserve to share the air I breathe

I'm buried six feet deep (six feet deep)

Screams don't mean a thing (don't mean a thing)

These wounds were cut too deep (cut too deep)

I was bleeding on your floor, acting as if you're worth dying for

You don't deserve to share the air I breathe

I'm buried six feet deep (six feet deep)

- It's already the end -