You’re making me sick to my stomach Testing my faith to its peak But it took me a while to believe it It was down in a space I can’t reach But I can’t excuse this anymore This feeling inside of me Your peripheral focus keeps failing to notice I’m tearing apart at the seams
I’ve never been up so high These parachutes, the missing proof I’ve made a mistake this time That I’ve made a mistake this time
Scratching the surface And we’re all imperfect But there’s something about you That tightens the noose If ignorance is bliss Then I’d be better off Not knowing you Not knowing you
When you scratch through the surface We’re all imperfect But you fired the gun That broke through my lungs If ignorance is bliss Then I’d be better off Not knowing you
‘Cause you’re making me sick in my stomach Boiling the blood in my veins I feel the will in me fading To think of a reason to stay But I can’t excuse this anymore These feelings inside of me Abusing your strength and my weakness Tears me apart at the seams
Oh, I’ve never been up so high (Never been up so high) This parachutes, the missing proof I’ve made a mistake this time (Made a mistake this time) I’ve made a mistake this time
Scratching the surface And we’re all imperfect But there’s something about you That tightens the noose If ignorance is bliss Then I’d be better off Not knowing you Not knowing you
When you scratch through the surface We’re all imperfect But you fired the gun That broke through my lungs If ignorance is bliss Then I’d be better off Not knowing you Not knowing you