Anything But You

Sweetened possessive farce Our saints become sparse An its an option to be transparent So in your soul that it's inherent Now that you've found your wings (you want to fly) Now that I've done those things (you've said goodbye) it would be ample if only you'd trample What you could not choke in life Choke choke choke choke Now that you've sold your soul What was the human toll And oh your sacrifice (your sacrifice) And oh what my vice (you were) And it would be ample if you'd only trample What you could not choke in life Choke choke choke choke I could be anyone I could be anything except for you Except for you Anything except for you No, it had to be a lie it didn't rain twice The clouds over my head but I'm not dead yet I could be anyone I could be anything except for you Except for except for except for...