Tekster: Kill Your Ex. The Circulist - EP. Whirlpool.

I can't run in circles to try to find you- to want to need you
You're a map with no direction-no parallels to mark its points
A mouthful of regret, I want to have haunt you all your life
So baby, take your strongest arrow and aim at it my chest

Is this what you want?
Is this how you wanted to it to turn out?
Your selfishness is fighting me off.
Remember us.

I'm rupturing
I can't stop plummeting
Your tears are blinding
Your voice is piercing

You're choosing your panic over me
Can't you see that I'm crumbling?