Fistula

When night falls you'll wait for the telephone to ring
You're failing to compose yourself

You dream the night away
Only when you drink the night away
But you'll swear you're okay

Your hands will keep trembling, but you won't feel the pain
You're failing to compose yourself

You dream the night away
Only when you drink the night away
But you'll swear you're okay

There's nothing left to say
You
Will
Burn

I watched you walk away
With nothing left to say
Still it's all okay
Choices made in vain

You dream the night away
Only when you drink the night away
But you'll swear you're okay

Take my guilt
Take me