the tune is dead.

draw the line, it's make believe
a melody anyone can achieve
open your eyes, playfulness can kill
incessant voice, don't stand so still
i'm always around, hesitance is a virtue
looks in the mirror and know all is true
open wide, i'm dying to hear your cries
feed me deep and harmonic truths, forget those lies
don't think twice, tell me what i wanna hear
for it's the dawn-breaking end that i now fear

i can't stress it enough, the tune is dead
this song must've pointed a gun at your head
my heart skips a beat and breaks in two
just know i'd always take that bullet for you
cherish every last hug, 'cause pride and true
such heartbreaking music is all about you

listen carefully the next time i call your name
under submerging notes, you're all fair game
it takes several months, it takes several days
to find out why it is that a song like this plays
i'd sing you a symphony, i'd give all i could bring
but i doubt you'd listen to the fucking thing
everything's all askew between you and i
because in wasted ignorance, time will just fly
let's strum each chord, one by one, don't let this beat drop
together we'll keep the music from halting to a stop

i can't stress it enough, the tune is dead
the tune scraped at my wound and for hours it bled
your voice resides and stays like a tattoo
breaking the light and burning through
i can't really express it, my words are few
this love is something impossible to undo

if i end up taking that bullet, never ever forget it
because when i wrote this song i didn't regret it.