Misery Signals

Migrate

The worst is over

We went the fast way out

You can see the marks left on my clothes

From where she came undone

You want me to hurt like

you, to shadow the pain

Away with my sympathy

And the comforts I abused

Away with dishonesty

And my manufactured truth

I don't care, I just don't



And winter came to hide the

sun behind the gray

And erase her

What's done is done

My warmth has gone

Carried by the birds of fall

I don't care, I just don't

It doesn't feel like anything

And winter came to hide the

sun behind the gray

And devastate her

What's done is done is done