My heart is on my sleeve, wear it like a bruise or black eye My badge, my witness Means that I believed Every single lie you said
‘Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap Negates the pains I went through to avoid you And every little pat on the shoulder for attention Fails to mention I still hate you
But there’s a light on in Chicago And I know I should be home, all the colors Of the street signs, they remind me of the Pickup truck out in front of your neighbor’s house
She took me down and said “Boys like you are overrated, so save your breath” Loaded words and loaded friends Are loaded guns to our heads
‘Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap Negates the pains I went through to avoid you And every little pat on the shoulder for attention Fails to mention I still hate you
But there’s a light on in Chicago And I know I should be home, all the colors Of the street signs, they remind me of the Pickup truck out in front of your neighbor’s house
You want apologies, girl, you might hold your breath Until your breathing stops forever, forever The only thing you’ll get is this curse on your lips I hope they taste of me forever
(Every pane of glass) There’s a light on in Chicago (Every pane of) And I know I should be home, all the colors (Every pane of glass) Of the street signs, they remind me of the Pickup truck out in front of your neighbors
With every breath, I wish your body will be broken again, again With every breath, I wish your body would be broken again, again (But there’s a light on) With every breath, I wish your body will be broken again, again With every breath, I wish your body would be broken again, again