it`s different now
i feel that all those looks were just a game
you smoked and choked on cigarettes
and acted cute and lame-and lame
your parting lips that wrapped me up
in promised company
now mumble that each breath i take
takes from the air you breathe-and breathe
you were to share these dreams
but from this bed it`s different than it seems
you`ll have to drag me everywhere you go
and you`re not martyr material
you fell in love, you fell so hard
you said it must be days
i said that i am not quite ready
for your newest phase-your face
conceding, lying, cheating
deceiving relentlessly
my voice got softer
you could no longer hear me-hear me
that ring you wear in fashion
has a chain that pierces through my nose
you`ll have to drag me everywhere you go
and you`re not martyr material
my life is riding in this chair of wheels
with arms that move too slow
you`ll have to drag me everywhere you go
and you`re not martyr material