The Ides Of March

Duration

3:30

Genres

Hardcore Rock

Lyrics

I'm at a loss for words; you're walking out the door. So, like a house of cards, I crumble to the floor. And left to lick my wounds down in this pit of grief, I'm trying hard to cope with half of who I used to be. Another sleepless night lying awake in bed can't seem to quiet all the demons in my head. And while I yearn for you, I know you'll dream of him. This emptiness inside will tear me from within. Crushed by the slightest movement of your lips, I'm bent and broken underneath the gravity of this. And I would give the rest of my life to hold you again and know you as mine.