Bite the tongue, to live with what you've done
It's so good
Lie to myself while I lie with myself
It's Monday and it's raining
It's Sunday in the sun
It's so good, but
Would it be so bad
if you were to pretend that you were so happy
Keep it to yourself
don't let the secret go
If you were so willing
But let's pray for this suicide
and all these pictures falling down around me
I've surrounded myself with all I have inside
Would I bite my tongue
and live with what you've done
Just continue sleeping
Selfishly consumed with everything you've wrought
There's nothing I can do
But let's pray for this suicide
and all these pictures falling down
One wish full, step to the side
And please just let me know
Are you happy
I'll decide
These stories are so old
how they match your eyes
But let's pray for this suicide
and all these pictures falling down
One wish full, step to the side
and pick these pictures from the ground that surround me