Serenading This Dead Horse-Remembering Never

10. Serenading This Dead Horse Fall to your knees, fall to your weakness It has become your standard Consuming every word Meaningless words from meaningless sentences Where is the message? Where is the progress? I will separate the past from the past I cannot repeat the same mistakes we used to Shed another tear as I stab you in the chest With pieces of your broken heart F**k your broken heart Why can＇t you let this die? Let this die Similarities complete comparison (compare yourself to me) To create the stagnant birth of this standstill, step back Screaming your hymns of heartache At the top of your lungs and in vain This bandwagon is on it＇s last leg How long will you beat this dead horse? I have no compassion as a witness to your demise Yes, she does bleed Color me misery Color me beautiful Shake the hand of repetition slow Serenade me with a love song (*) Tragedy of emotion barely breathing Yes, she does bleed We don＇t dance anymore I don＇t love anymore