Chaos Theory

I am an accessory to a lifetime of memories
Of borderline towns 'phone home directory'
I'll call you up sad I gave you more than I had
Days like these... Days like these

Ragged thin I begin to venture in the unknown
I think to myself as I lie here alone
I'll strain to maintain my aim to dissatisfy
Blood-soaked lips run dry

I'm all about your chaos
I've learnt to rely on all the love I lost

Cut these feelings in two,
this shouldn't happen to you
Now watch me slide out of view
You're always so very nice,
I miss emphatic advice.
Please stop crying

I'm all about your chaos
I've learnt to rely on all the love I lost