Benfield Lyrics

Its hurts to swallow and my throat is sore

I'm dragging my feet across the floor

Just to crawl into your arms first

Standing in a empty field with your sweatshirt

And I'm crying for your comfort with my back turned

Maybe its a lesson we'll never learn

When the sun starts to fall

And I'm walking home

Maybe it'll make more sense to know

Oh what a nice building All rusted and scuffed

What a nice November night with a nice roof to fall off

She smiles and smiles, when will she break character

Her eyes want to cry but she's too weak to be aware

Walking on water with a dim flashlight

Out in the open at the beginning of the night

The guilt has never gone away,

I wish things worked out and you could stay

Maybe its the grey skies

Or haze in the air

The look of love may be in your eyes

I hate when you seem like you don't care, but really its the loving part that you despise

Oh what a beautiful picture All ripped and scraped off

It was image I saw in my dreams and now I don't dream at all

And one day when the fog comes and mists everything in the sky

It'll cover up your face and the rest of your body so you can comfortably cry

See how nice you look, with your tape wearing off

Wrap your necklace round your wrists whenever it's time to fall

And it's all a daydream, cold and safe

I asked you for your warmth but you just turned away