Ceilings Crack Songtext
von Cursive

Passed out in your yard
Clothes were soaking in the morning rain
My head′s just a bruise
Like walking in a coma, like a battered drum
All my limbs are numb
I've been driving past your house
Been pounding at your door
I know I′m just a pea to you
But I deserve more
Than arrogance, or your own sins
My hearts are on the sleeves of my shirt
Scattered over your lawn
And the morning dew kissed them


Drunk on Bastille Day
Throwing pennies at the broken birds
Scribbling plans on napkins
A sketch of broken angel wings under your bed
My bandages
Stumbled over to your house
I'll sneak in the back door
I know I've been an asshole to you
But that was before
The argument, the accident
Well, I′ve heard it′s just a matter of time
Before the hour is spent
And my hour is spent

I can't afford it this time
I can′t afford it this time
I can't afford it this time
I can′t afford it this time
I can't, I can′t afford it this time

The hour has come for retribution
I'm storming the walls down, I'm storming the walls down
The hour has come for retribution
I′m storming the walls down, I′m storming the walls down
Before this night's done, the wounds will be gone
I′m storming the walls down, I'm storming the walls down