Fraying Songtext
von Fontine

Silence fills the space, you barely recognize my face
Lit match, crosshatch, a tiny pot for our last cigarette
Envelopes full of junk mail, piling up on the coffee table
′Cause neither one of us is able to admit the love's gone stale
Deep cut, blood′s drawn, how do we move on from this When string knots you can untie it but a heart doesn't mend overnight
Carpet's fraying again, I find myself praying to a god that
I don′t believe in, should I be leaving soon, soon
Teeth are grinding, lights are blinding tonight
Over confident, she speaks in confidence to anyone who will listen

Secrets dripping off her lips, she′ll find somebody else to kiss
Morning light and afterbite, and a stinging through from the sour note
Of the drunken song, that she sang too long, too long, too long