Beg for hope 'cause she's been lost at the bottom of a bottle
The burning in the back of my throat is never enough to burn away the memory of you
I'm on the fucking floor, lying in a pool of my self-doubt
Now it's time for you to learn your lesson, you'll never know...
Enough to comfort and enough to kill
It's mighty lonely in a kingdom of your own design. Who says family is forever?