Seventeen nights and fourteen days
I spent time in a hollow cave on the lower east side卼he lower east side
A long way back to your front door I stepped inside
And on the floor was a letter卝ust a letter
With my hands all wet I slowly bent
Had this twisted feeling inside my head
I didn抰 tell her厀here I was going
I never quite remember why I do the things I do
When I抦 sick and tired 協or myself
She抯 the kind to sneak inside and twist your mind
You want to take a bite
but then you spit it out匢 spit it out again
On a solitary chair she placed in the corner
If I gather up the strength and get a little bolder
Will I open up? I抳e got to open up 卼his letter
sponsored linksFree me. It抯 not worth dying for. If I gave a little more would this be fine?
Tell me. What am I trying for?
You抳e already slammed the door and left me behind.
After counting all the words I felt your pain
But I had to sit down and read it again
To let it sink in. Did it sink in 卆t all?
It抯 hard to hold back this raging desire to light it all up
And sit by the fire and watch it burn卋ut now the tables turn
The only way back to the way it began
Is to take another look and try to understand
See it through your eyes卬ow I realize
It抯 been seventeen nights and fourteen days that I抳e been alone
So I thought I抎 write you a letter
Just a letter