Hollowed Heart - Make Them Suffer

Another demon for you to hide

To make you cry yourself to sleep

But you’re a star, you’re a vision

You’re a hero to me

But you’re a mess, you’re a mess

But you hold yourself so well

There’s such a weight upon your chest

Yet you still keep it to yourself

Bang, bang, bang

That’s the sound of your bedroom door

That’s the sound of the bathroom stalls

They make you cry yourself to sleep

Bang, bang, bang

That’s the sound of your bedroom door

That’s the sound of the bathroom stalls

They make you cry yourself to sleep

So now those tears stream down your cheeks

Those demons haunt your every dream

Still, you keep it to yourself, but you hold yourself so well

To some a victim, but you’re a hero to me

Fucking coward

That’s somebody’s daughter

Another milestone

You’ve found a new low buried under their clothes

Living life by the numbers, your conventional routine

So pour yourself another drink

Living in fear of others, biting nails between your teeth

Long nights, bad dreams, no sleep

And why you’d felt compelled

To somehow blame yourself

That’s way too far

Way too far beyond me

Bang, bang, bang

That’s the sound of your bedroom door

That’s the sound of the bathroom stalls

They make you cry yourself to sleep

Bang, bang, bang

That’s the sound of your bedroom door

That’s the sound of the bathroom stalls

I penned a note on your behalf

A poem for the host of a hollowed heart

They’re fucking cowards

They make you cry yourself to sleep

They’re all fucking cowards

They make you cry yourself to sleep