Skiptracing thoughts as you walk by
Look like a moth
Who's seeking light
But you
Cant find the way
But I've got keys to all the gates
Forgot the gun
It hardly suits
Shape shifting faces
On the loose
But you
Cant read the lines
As barren faces take pick their crimes
(But) you
I see through
Tell me a truth
Was it you
My love
My light
Paint by the numbers
Soothe my thoughts
Are you to sue me?
'Spose its the job
But you
Are littered in red
As purple bruises kiss your head
(But) you
I see through
Tell me a truth
Was it you
My love
My light