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Walking on Eggshells ©Copyright 1996 Verse 1 We used to burn like a city full of lights at night, Now every word that I speak starts another fight, You take a breath and I’m already on defence, Tiptoeing round your moods, choking on the suspense. Verse 2 You say you’re breaking and I know that pain is real, But you twist every little thing I say into a blade of steel, I’m not your doctor, not your enemy or saint, But you paint me as the villain every time you feel that ache. Chorus This isn’t love, it’s a loaded gun on the table, Walking on eggshells just to keep you stable, I’m bleeding out from the cuts you “didn’t mean”, If this is what we’ve come to, I want out of this damn scene. Instrumental Verse 3 We’ve got years in the walls, ghosts in every room, I keep hoping that the sun will cut through all this gloom, But I’m tired of being collateral in every storm you start, I don’t know if I still love you or just fear ripping us apart. Chorus This isn’t love, it’s a war I never chose, Dodging every trigger that you keep too close, I’m burning out, and I’m done playing clean, If this phase never passes, I’m walking out of this scene.
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