The suffering

The suffering Lyrics

Is there a word or right to say
Even in this old fashioned way?
Go make your move, girl
I'm not coming home

Would things have changed if I could've stayed?
Would you have loved me either way?
Dressed to the blues, day to day with my collar up.

Decision sits so make it quick
A breath inhaled from an air so sick
I cursed the day I had learned
Of the web you spun...
You had your hold till bleeding

Hey, Hey!
If it was up to me
I would've figured you out
Way before the year clocked out
Oh, I hope you're waiting

Hey, Hey!
If it was up to me
I would've never walked out
So until the sun burns out
Oh, I hope you're waiting

Would we have lived as a child would care?
With this vile to drink i dare
Only to cry all alone with your taste on tongue
Oh where have you been if it hurts to be forgiving?

Bye

Should we try this again with hope?
Or is it lost, give up the ghost
And should I die all alone as I knew I would...
Then burn in hell young sinner

Now listen well... will you marry me?
Not now, Boy
Are you well in the Suffering?
You've been the most gracious of hosts
You may be invited girl, but you're not coming in