Letra de 4:2

4:2 I’m the bad guy I’m the one who breaks your heart Rips the rug out of the underneath... Here it comes from blindside And we’re dancing round the fault To a beat tectonic, playing Pull a thread on my sweater It will fall apart It won’t make it better I don’t wanna hurt you like I hurt myself A sadist playing for two Keeping all my secrets pretty on the shelf It’s heavy and I’m breaking for two I’m breaking for two, two, two… There's a moment When I lock myself outside When you shut me out one too many times Standing still in traffic, apathetic habits That only i can see Paper cups spilling wine on white carpets Empty houses filled with so much promise Paper cups spilling blood on the carpet I fought with all that I am, do you say the same (Can you say the same?)