Riding The Blindside

Sad eyes
It's not that hard to love you
And it's no surprise
You make it hard to leave

Bright vermilion traffic lights
Paint the world in black and white
Small deceptions we reprise
Alive in a lonely kind of rhythm

You were like a drug you put me
Heavy on the ground
Caught up in a feeding frenzy
Hard to swallow down
Lost without a meaning
Lost without a meaning

Some nights
I'll beg your love to kill me
When it's obvious
I can't find the guts to leave

Paperbacks by candlelight
Contraceptive appetites
Fake civilian fake survive
Alive in a lonely kind of rhythm

You were like a drug you put me
Heavy on the ground
Caught up in a feeding frenzy
Hard to swallow down
Lost without a meaning
Lost without a meaning

No, there's no time to love

Sad eyes
It's not that hard to love you
Sad eyes
It's not that hard to leave

Lost without a meaning
Lost without a meaning

You were like a drug you put me
Heavy on the ground
Caught up in a feeding frenzy
Hard to swallow down
Now I'm lost without a meaning
One of us is leaving
For once