Songtext von One Fixed Point

I try to talk but I'm in too fucking deep I didn't even think 'cause I just like to speak I'm going home I'm sorry to disturb you I'm sorry I'm disturbing Just look at us now You're on your own At least for tonight, kid But let's just try not to fight, kid 'Cause I'd die just to re-write this song It feels like we keep burning the wounds We cover our cuts in salt and ask why we're in pain There's a cut on my neck And a gash in the palm of my hand Your finger might be broken What else is new? Whats a domestic dispute between people like me and you I swear you touched me first But who's fooling who Why do I care when you turn away? I try not to care I try not to