The Space Between The Sand And The Sea By Nailinthewall

sweet

I don't think I'm right for you
You're such an inspiration
And I carry the woes of a nation
You're don't even swear
I wear those words out like clothing
You're way too kind
And I'm the worst you'll ever find
You're too warm for my arms
And my heart is too cold for your soul
You're too good for me
And I'm a fucking glorified mercenary
You're too good looking
And I get bored trying
You've aged with grace
And I'm a young degenerate disgrace
You're eyes are warmer than the sun
Mine are dark, cold, empty and numb