The Wilting by A Thousand Falling Skies Lyrics

Well now the skies have turned auburn
But somehow your perfume still lingers
Somehow certain words should have been said
To keep these fires burning bright
Burn these bridges
Cause our times running out
Curse my strategy
This time it's not working out
There's tragedy in this
There's agony in these
Pieces of my heart
I hope you spend every night alone
Well now the skies have turned auburn
But somehow your perfume still lingers
Maybe certain words should have been said
To keep these fires burning bright
Here we go again, with these empty promises
The broken bones the empty shells
Here's your bed of roses
Here's your sunshine
Burn these bridges
Cause our times running out
Curse my strategy
This time it's not working out
There's tragedy in this
There's agony in these
Pieces of my heart
Pieces of my heart
Here we go again, with these empty promises
The broken bones the empty shells
Here's your bed of roses
Here's your sunshine