The Truth Can Be a Brutal Business by Halfwayhome Lyrics

The weight of daylight's got us buried half-alive
We've got a hundred years of dying hid behind these eyes
We shed our blood like wine and frailty's all we get
With scarring comes the status
The distinction in a tourniquet

Man down in the wake of the disaster
Two souls left and fading faster
Take your bleeding heart and pin it to your sleeve
And don't forget to breathe
Don't forget to breathe

We're two spirits flying on the wind like feathers
Pulled from our lives and en route to wherever
And when speak in monotone and when we sleep it's still alone
Flood waters filling up our lungs till they explode

Man down in the wake of the disaster
Two souls left and fading faster
Take your bleeding heart and pin it to your sleeve
And don't forget to breathe
Don't forget to breathe
Though it tears you to pieces
And steals all the life that you swore you had
Don't forget to breathe

Do you believe in happy endings?
Cause this lie ended so long ago