Knives to the Brain - Desa

Hello, this is last night calling

Just making sure that you got my drift

It’s the one that dropped you off that cliff

Wake up, this is yesterday screaming to you from god knows where

I’m sorry I left so quick, but eating all that shit made me sick

I hope you understand

I’m torn between screaming and kissing you, so alone I forgot to miss you

I shoulda told you the truth, well you know what they say

Hindsight’s always 20 knives to the brain

Congratulations, heart

You’ve committed the ultimate crime

At least we know you’re still working but I followed you the wrong way this time

What’s up with me not calling, telling you everything I feel?

Even the devil turned down that deal

Don’t you remember all those things we believed in?

I guess worse things have been done, just let me know when you think of one

We oughta be ashamed

Always thought of myself as an honest guy

Turns out I’m only painfully, partially right

Lesson learned posthumously, so it goes

Hindsight’s always 20 Tyson-type blows

Congratulations, heart

You’ve committed the ultimate crime

At least we know you’re still beating, but apparently you can’t keep time

How can we expect to live with the truth under our matresses

Suffocating the souls we were trying to save?