The Mess

There is nothing here but the distances
There is nothing here but the mess
If you'd shut up you'd hear it
You could have put it to rest
I'm swelling and eager
I'm the rage of sea
I've had enough to hear now
I'm so tired of your needs

 [bad word] 
And how does it feel to beyond the fault line
And how do we heal when we're on a decline
'Cause it's a [bad word] of a long way to fall just to learn to get up
And we're not gonna forgive you for all of the things you've done

There is nothing here but the difference
There is nothing here but the distress
This wall is stained with your moments
Something you wanna confess
You lent a point of attachment
All the things you believe
There's nothing left in this place
But the reason to leave

 [bad word] 
And how does it feel to beyond the fault line
And how do we heal when we're on a decline
'Cause it's a [bad word] of a long way to fall just to learn to get up
And we're not gonna forgive you for all of the things you've done

[Bridge]

 [bad word] 
And how does it feel to beyond the fault line
And how do we heal when we're on a decline
'Cause it's a [bad word] of a long way to fall just to learn to get up
And we're not gonna forgive you for all of the things you've done

And I can't just forgive you
I can't just forgive you
I know how you're feeling
I know you're leaving, it's [bad word] 

So help me through with it
How far needs to get through
Because it's a [bad word] of a long way to fall just to learn to get up
Because this love, this love, this love never in luck