The Shit Hit The Fan

Catch these bright eyes as they walk through the door
Run your fingers through my hair
As I never look back watch the down town air run over my shoulders
Catch these bright eyes as they walk through the door count the times I said goodbye
Instructions to suicide left behind
I signed x's and o's
I hope you choke them down
Dreaming of how to kill a town
Sink it so I never have to return again
Catch these bright eyes as they walk through the door count the times I said goodbye