Standard (EADGBE)

:Main:

 Gray chairs cold but here for me

thankfully I don't miss your skin

or the way that you always

have something to say

lose myself in you

cut it into you

with my

rusty fingers

what I'd do for one more day

 without you

I'm leaving again on metal heart breaker

all I wanted to say was (*** you)

miles away but you still seem to be here

I never took your eyes out of my bag