Wormwood (Acoustic Live)

Wormwood (Acoustic Live) - Michale Graves

Scratched out windows and obscenities

Scrawled all along the sidewalk

In crumbling white chalk

Dirty hands and whiskey breath

Think I'm starting to hate myself

Cuz when I look in the mirror

At the end of each night

I don't see exactly what I'd like

What I'd like

You make hell feel like home

You kept me waiting for so long

Till everything is dead and gone

Stripped of flesh and left with bone

You left me here with no way home

You left me here with no way home

I drink my dirty water

And I breathe my filthy air

The world's outside my window

I don't got time to spare

What you taught is bitter

Like the taste of ash that

I can't get rid of

The days are a little darker

Because of what we know

Nothing lasts forever

Even innocence grows to be old

You make hell it feel like home

You kept me waiting for so long

Till everything was dead and gone

Stripped of flesh and left with bone

You left me here with no way home

The ghost inside my head keeps singing

Those sold-out worn-out songs

Reminding me of places where the heart

It never stops

And I can't seem to close my eyes

Every day that passes something else inside me dies

You make hell feel like home

You kept me waiting for so long

Till everything was dead and gone

Stripped of flesh and left with bone

You left me here with no way home

You left me here with no way home