We are the emergency - All we ever see of the stars are their old photographs

We are the emergency - All we ever see of the stars are their old photographs Make sure to give them a like on FB and also visit their youtube site! Lyrics: The redness of his face permits The truth his words won’t dare admit, His sunken eyes are hid behind a darken lens Broken doors and thoughtless words, The tyre tracks on her dead lawn Feeble threats and loveless debts Prove nothing when she still steals your breath She stands tall with strength not height You can see the fists inside her eyes Now its time for her revenge Delivered acid tongue, god pity/help him She sits there in the aftermath And listens as cars drive slowly past His final show, his lies Had done nothing but cured her smile Her bruises fade from black to blue, Over time they slowly heal You’ll think you’ve grown found love again When you break your own heart It will never mend.