You open your lungs and scream at me
and you're my new acoustic misery
you can never change what you've done
i'm gonna pull the trigger on this gun
help me
get me out
everything you say is a lie
just gonna shut the door & say goodbye
you sound like an acoustic misery
everytime you try to please me
you open your mouth & scream
and sound like a misery to me
the photography in my mind
comes out of focus when you call my name
all i see are the negatives
in black & white, that's how they came
into the photo album in my head
my judgement was impared
thinking you were dead
this delusion brought me to the conclusion
that you're my new acoustic misery
the paraphenalia scattered within the walls
of this shattered misery
that plays over in my mind
like a scratched cd
broken record
im distracted from sleep
strayed away from this deep slumber
when you call my name the misery comes
over and over
scratched cd
broken record
it's like you've left your acoustic guitar
out in the rain
like someone left behind
the sun has passed and her comes the rain again
enduring
like horses in the wind
you're my acoustic misery
the strings have broken
from your mended hands
and you've left me
you open your lungs and scream at me
and you're my new acoustic misery
you can never change what you've done
i'm gonna pull the trigger on this gun
help me
get me out
out of your misery
out